
Well, we have started to settle into our life in Langley. We made our way over from Victoria on Sunday. That journey was an adventure unto itself. Let me paint the picture: It started with me trying to sedate my cat with crushed up Gravol. After tasting it she started foaming at the mouth and then proceeded to run outside and be sick. After a frantic call to a vet friend, we determined that it was just the bitter taste of the crushed up drug. After donning my old leather riding jacket and my thick neoprene paddling gloves (quite the look!), Chris and I managed to shove the cat into her carrier, get the carrier into the car and get on the road to the ferry. At the ferry, we ended up waiting for almost 2 hours until we got onto the 9pm ferry. Ahh, life on the island! We got into Langley around midnight, let the cat out of the carrier, which she had peed in in her distress at moving and got ready for bed. Since then, we have slowly been getting into a sort of schedule. Chris is back at work and I am busy writing thank you notes, cleaning and attempting to be a good wife. Chris says I should eliminate "attempting" and just put "being a good wife", but that seems a bit ego-centric.
We have just had a few friends email us pictures from the wedding....here are a few favorites.

