Well now, that's it!
I am well and truly married to Monchéri!
And if we had dreamed of good humor, sharing, sunshine (uh, not here in fact), smiles, fiesta .. it was just a dream we have lived!
Ok, we got married the only weekend of May when it was rotten, but I assure you I felt nothing! My throat a little more ... this is the first time in my life that I finally lost his voice!
So now, between tears, three laughs, we said OK.
So many emotions ... ooh lala! I cried a lot, but so much! And laughed a lot ... good, in fact the pictures, or I cry, I laugh either! Between 2 and there's no worse that's it! And this hyper
important question that I posed at the end, at the crucial moment to sign the register that says it is I am not Madame because I spent the expiration limit for me Miss call, but because the gentleman next door has been crazy enough to want me as a wife ...
"Uh .. I sign my name or my JF married name? Bah ah yeah, it's stupid question like eh, but hey! And yes, besides, I'm so cheesy, I take the name Monchéri and I throw in the trash one of my daddy that I carried so long and so proudly ... but my side mailbox at extension if you like, I knew well, and j'trouve one name is cleaner. And I'm proud to be Monchéri MRS. In short, all that to say that I signed my new name with a signature that I had not even attempted to do before! And
bin not bad for a first, I tell you! Call Me Madam
Monchéri from now on for the better and for worse, in wealth and poverty, until death do us part.
ah yes, and glimpses of what it was that unforgettable day in my Coupin témouine and Heid, on his Foo-Blog (tearing his race the way!): there
