So I’m back, and I’m officially married. That is so weird. The whole idea of being Mrs. Ultimate Sportsfan is so weird to me.

Not so to USF. As soon as we arrived at the reception, he was introducing me as “my wife, Shane.” Then all through the honeymoon, he did it, too. Every time I would be just as shocked as the first. I am someone’s wife? How did this happen?

Poor USF. I don’t think I’ve referred to him as my husband yet. Baby steps, okay? Teeny, tiny baby steps.

Besides the weirdness of getting married, the wedding was fabulous. I was a wreck before the ceremony. As my bridesmaids were walking down the aisle, I was standing in the dressing area telling my dad that I was about to throw up. I was shaking so badly. But as we walked down the aisle, my dad never faltered. He kept saying, “Breathe, breathe. Walk. Not that fast! Breathe.” He was awesome.

I didn’t cry during the ceremony. There was a moment when I first saw USF that I thought I might lose it, but I didn’t. Thank goodness. We had to speak a lot (who knew there were so many vows?). It would have been hard to say all that between sobs.

The reception was a blast. Everyone seemed to have a really good time. I know I did. I think this happens to everyone, but for the first 2 hours, I had no idea where the music the DJ was playing came from. I submitted detailed lists, and he was playing all this weird stuff. Like Michael Jackson’s “Billy Jean” and some weird heavy metal song. I think it was by Whitesnake. Huh?

But, even the DJ had fun. He danced more than anyone and even got me drinks. I think it was sort of a case of one for you, one for me. Like I said, everyone had a good time.

I just got back from Costa Rica a few days ago. It was simply gorgeous. Whenever I figure out how to post pictures (thank you, Anne, for posting the one today), I’ll post a couple from the honeymoon. You have to see the crocodile.

I wish I could do the honeymoon all over again (but wear more sunscreen and bug repellent next time). Costa Rica was the best. Where’d you go on your honeymoon or your most memorable vacation? Any good (or bad) wedding stories?