A Year Later...

A year and a week ago, Matty and I were married here,

at Armadale Castle ruin on the Isle of Skye.

We did it our way, blending the traditional and contemporary.

I got ready surrounded by my girlfriends and together, 

we walked to meet the groom before the ceremony.

My bridesmaids and I slipped away from the group 

and behold, I found my groom.

We married underneath this arch, while friends 

watched and the champagne flowed.

Matty was really happy that day, can't ya tell?

These three men are my family on Skye,

my godfather Duncan, his best friend John, 

and my best friend from the island, James.

They drove all the way to Inverness to get

kilted out for the big event; a big surprise!

We had the best day of all time, no joke.

I mean, who wouldn't with our love and that hair?

That night, I couldn't bring myself to take 

off my fabulous frock; I hope I get to 

wear it again some day: baby weight, be gone!

Nothing to end the day like an old school Myspace shot!

Here it is, just a year later, and we're getting ready for 

another big event, which unlike our wedding, wasn't 

as, um, carefully timed or expertly planned,

however we're pretty confident that it will turn

out just as magnificent as that magical day on Skye.

Happy Anniversary to us (a week late and a dollar short) !!