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Back from Paris, Back to Reality


So Mike and I have been back from our honeymoon for about two weeks.

When I got back to work everyone kept asking, “how does it feel to be married!? Does it feel any different!?”

Honestly, the answer to that is – NOPE!  Having been together for as long as we have, nothing has changed.  Sure we LOVED our wedding, and it meant a lot to us, and the party was kick ass, and Paris was a once in a lifetime experience that we will never forget – but when it comes right down to it, Mike and I have basically been inseparable since we met almost eight years ago.  I knew we were going to get married when I was sixteen.  People think I am lying when I say that, but it’s true.

Anyway, Paris was beautiful, even in the rain!


It rained most of the time we were there, but we had an amazing time!  We went to the tower almost every day we were there!  We went to the catacombs, the Lourve, the Arc de Triomphe, and took a boat tour!  On a day when the weather was better, we laid by the tower in the grass, with me drinking wine and eating chocolate biscuits!  The people in Paris are wonderful, super friendly, and helpful despite our horrid attempts at speaking French.


Our hotel room was small but so, so cozy.  We had a small balcony where we could sit and eat or just be together outside.  A lot of the time, we opened the double doors just to let the light in.  The sounds of the city were comforting, and reminded me of when I lived in New York when I was young.  But believe me, Paris is NOT New York!  There’s so much culture, so much old mixed with the new, and you find peace and beauty hiding in all sorts of places – small parks, the Seine River, small alley ways, cafes – it makes you want to never leave.  We definitely enjoyed our stay, and as much as I wanted to post while I was there, well hell, I was in Paris!  I didn’t even have my PHONE on me most of the time (and it felt so good!).

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I’ve definitely caught the travel bug as a result of this trip – and am looking to do some more traveling in the not-so-distant future!  I’m already planning a trip to Italy among other things.  I would definitely go back to Paris someday, hopefully for longer than six days, and fall in love with the city all over again!


I am Getting Married in Five Days

I am currently procrastinating on an assignment – a portion of a group presentation on the Latino American experience and it’s implications in counseling.  The semester ends in two days, and on Saturday I will be getting married.

I certainly didn’t intend for all of this to happen in the same week.  When we planned our wedding date, I thought I would have AT LEAST a week in between school and the big day.  And it has been a CRAZY semester, between being a full time graduate student, working full time, and planning this wedding.  I’m beyond exhausted, and sometimes I say, “why do you DO THIS to yourself?”

Before I get way too deep and steer completely away from my assignment – while this would seem like self-punishment for something on some level, and while I AM so tired that I think the bags under my eyes have indeed become permanent (will see how long you last on the big day, eye-bags *shakes fist*) I am a mix of stressed and relieved of stress.  I would not have wanted to plan this thing over the summer, when all I have to worry about is work, so it works out in that I worked SO hard this semester, my reward is a five hour party and a week long trip to Paris.  Seems to balance out my wanting to scream or cry or both over the last three months.

I have been with my fiance for eight years, since I was sixteen.  It was been an insane eight years when I look back.  And even though our life is WEIRD and sometimes wacky, I wouldn’t trade what I have right now for anything in the world.  My head is currently in the clouds, as I am almost in disbelief that the boy that I had my first slow dance with, my first bouquet of flowers from, is going to be the man that I am marrying.  He and I definitely have something special, there is no doubt about that, and I consider myself lucky that someone has been willing to love me through a third of my entire life.

And perhaps this wasn’t the best time to start this blog-project-thing, as if I don’t have enough going on. But in all honesty, I very rarely plan ahead, and things usually have a way of working themselves out.  And what better way to introduce myself to the blogging world?

What’s up guys. My name is Cait. I’m 24. I’m a grad student and soon-to-be young wife. I have a wacky cat named Winston and a love for the gym, crafts, and music. I’m a opinionated kid with a lot to say but oftentimes the inability to organize it in a way that makes sense.  You’ll get used to it. I’m a big kid in a 24 year old body, I’m getting married, and the next chapter of my life starts on Saturday.