Yeah, so I got married yesterday. Frank and I have already been married for years, of course, but not in a church (i.e. not in The Church, as we're Catholic). So yesterday we got married at 10 am at awesome Saint Vincent in Akron. Before you ask, yes, it's the same Saint Vincent that's the parish for St. Vincent/St. Mary High School of St. LeBron James fame. We did not celebrate by playing basketball, however.
I meant to bring my camera, but of course I forgot. I did make sure to wear black, since I have always liked the idea of black at weddings. If I were the cake type I could order these cute and tasty looking (okay, that's a stretch) black marzipan flowers.
The only other things going on: a) piles of stuff on my to-do list, especially making my lame handwritten grade book pages, and b) impending big ultrasound on Friday to learn if I am having a he-baby or a she-baby. So far everyone seems to think it's a boy, but I'm sticking with pink until I know better. Pink and black: a great combination.