2 Weeks!!

2 weeks down, a lifetime to go. As time goes on, my secret, well hidden, Type A personality is peaking through my disorganized facade. Now that the wedding is over, I desperately need something to count down. For the last year and a half, I've been counting down to this one day, naturally there is a void now that it is over, right?
If I counted the weeks we survive married life, would that be weird? It would be hilarious if someone asked how long we've been married and I answered, "Sixty-one weeks!" instead of "A little over a year." Oh the speculation that would follow that response! (If no one else finds this humorous, I know my little sister will.)
This brief but significant moment in our lives feels like a distant dream... vague and wonderful. My mother swears this was the first time she ever saw Kory and I kiss. How cool are those couples who experience their first kiss on their wedding day? (Kory ruined that option for us 8 years ago... )
The kiss that sealed the deal...