could it beeee more official?

After 2 ceremonies, 2 honeymoons and a bunch of explanations, we are officially Mr. & Mrs. Teas for the whole world to know. We could not have asked for a more perfect, more special time with our families and friends. I'm working on several blog posts to cover the weekend's activities, mostly for myself - because I don't want to forget anything!

After 5 days in Florida, I sent Trace packing. On Saturday, Trace and I reluctantly made our way to the airport. We packed Sully in the car so he could soak up as much of Trace's scent as possible.

Trace had to pick up his weaponry at the airport. So, the other airport patrons and I watched in semi horror as four uniformed people opened gigantic gun cases and inspected the contents. I was ill at ease and I knew what was going on, I can only imagine what the other people were thinking. We spent about 30 minutes in the USO waiting area where they force fed us kolaches and candy. Eventually we had to part ways and I watched Trace through security and stood on tip-toes until I couldn't see him anymore. I'm sure I looked psychotic as I stood there, but that was only the beginning. I handed the pay for parking lady a teary snot covered debit card and pressed ahead. Since we were half way to the dog park, I took Sully to participate in his favorite past-times - sniffing and peeing -- and my spirits were immediately lifted.

Later in the afternoon, I packed up the dog to head to Waco. We didn't have any real plans, but Dad casually mentioned that he had box seats to that nights Baylor football game. I peer pressured Austin into coming along so the three of us set out to what would be the most exciting football game I have ever been to. After 4 nail biting quarters my Bears beat OU for the first time in history. Emotions were already running high that day and I may have shed a few tears. Trace would have totally made fun of me. The next day my Uncle Tim and his boys came up to Waco and we all went to the Baylor girls basketball game - not as nail biting, but still a win for good ol' BU.

Sully and I came home to San Antonio today and started the grand task of fitting all our new goodies into our already stuffed full apartment. I think it will be a work in progress for a quite some time. Right now, I'm spoiled in the fact that Trace is readily accessible. We are able to text all day and Skype at night. I try to not think about what it will be like when he actually leaves the US. The wedding was the best distraction EVER. Now, the fact that Trace is leaving leaving is never far from my thoughts.