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Married...Divorced.....and Married Again

(Photo courtesy of Montoya Turner and Made You Look)


I know. I had the nerve to come back to you all married...and not without a single HELLO or anything!

Well.........let me fix that.

Hello, darlings! :)

After one heck of a fun wedding (I know...says the woman who was adamant about not even having a wedding) and to one SUPER romantic honeymoon....(whew chile..if a baby was made from that I wouldn't be surprised), I realized I've neglected my blog for a minute. I wrote a rather somber piece after the whole Ray Rice incident. But enough somberness....let's celebrate.........

I think I may do a bit of a  quick and dirty "recap"..... and throw in a few pics here or there.......just a few.

The weeks leading up to the wedding were def more hectic than the wedding weekend itself.  I even had a shower in my office after I told them NOT to go through all the hassle.

It all started on Thursday when I met The Dude's extended family who had traveled from Canada and the tiny island nation of St. Kitts and Nevis to see him get married. There was much sorrel. Much ginger beer and "goat water" (which I didn't eat...........LOL). But I got to meet his Dad who hugged me warmly and I felt SO much more at ease. That same day, we dropped off these cute little "welcome to Atlanta" Boxes w/ GA Guide boxes.
(cute ,right?)

Friday 2 days before, my Mother-In-Law threw a very west Indian party to celebrate the "joining of two families" because by this time, everyone who made it was here in Atlanta to celebrate. There was so much food: rice and peas, goat, MORE Sorrel (LOL..those Kittitians love their sorrel!), jerk chicken. stew chicken, plantains...whew! I can go on and on about the food. Speeches were made. My bridal party came....and my family (Mom, Dad and Aunt K) and everyone had a great time

Saturday was the rehearsal. I got my hair done. I got my nails REdone because my stylist hated them (LOL).... And After losing my phone in a frantic rage (LOL) and being late due to that, I made it down to the hotel ballroom and we rehearsed. My planner, LB of Savvy House Events was ON IT. I highly recommend her to anyone in ATL. But I truly had made her job easy by being easy going, no fuss, and pretty much had planned all the details down to the timeline. We rehearsed, We had a buffet of Tacos to celebrate our Mexican honeymoon/First Date Meal (to which my friend Tee exclaimed that this wedding was the "best ever" because she truly had been eating since Friday night! LOL)  Later on that night....I went out w/ my girlfriends for one last Bachelorette shindig! (CENSORED). Fun was had by all..but I paid for it the next day w/ a hangover that was a beast! Oh BTW..I found my phone. It was at the Hotel front desk *smh*....

Sunday: The Big Day. I wasn't nervous. I wasn't anxious.  Even the hangover went away after brunch. I had so much peace. I had a hustle and bustle of folks coming in and out of my suite at the hotel but I loved it. Mimosa was flowing. My brother had far too many glasses. My mother looked on in her wheelchair very full of emotion.  I got my face beat and got my girls involved in the wedding beat. My Dad was every there, getting help w/ his bow tie from my brother and snapping pics. He snapped my fav pic of the ENTIRE wedding:
(My little cousins: 2 Flower Girls, Broom Bearer and a Town Crier)

I got some very special gifts from my husband to of which was a Journal where he had been chronicling our relationship from the moment he decided he wanted to propose..until the wedding Day. I had to hit an ugly cry. Best gift ever. I told my cousins that this is the manifestation of being true to your word, not giving up, and just letting God handle it. They, in jest, got on their knees and started praying all hard LOL

(I just was bawling for several minutes, darn my Dude! LOL)

I was running about 10 minutes off schedule because my makeup artist, Nikki, in true perfectionist ways, had to beat my face JUST so. But it was worth it. My two aunts helped me into my dress and I was off. It was such a blur. A whirlwind. One minute I was walking off the elevator with my Brother. The next minute I was walking down the aisle to Robin Thicke's "Angel"...and then BAM... married. I said my vows. It made everyone cry. We have no ceremony pics because we asked folks to not take pics (although some violated that rule.........smh). But it was very beautiful.  We exited to September by EWF (because we got married on the "21st Night of September")  Then after that it was a big party. Lots of cake. Lots of food. Soul Train Lines. and Dancing (my Uncle, the pastor, really showed out). Lots of soca and flag waving Our DJ Tay kept it poppin'! My friend Trice said she "came in w/ straight hair and left with an afro) she was dancing so hard! LOL.  Lots of speeches. Sorority and Fraternity stuff...the Wobble. (You know, a typical black wedding LOL. ) My cousin, my Maid of Honor made me cry. It was just an awesome night. We ended it w/ sparklers.........and got back to our suite. It was so great............
(Pic courtesy of Made you Look)

Honeymoon: After taking 1 day in between to rest, pack and catch up with family who was in town.........we left that Tuesday for Mexico, My travel agent Marissa, of Inclusive Voyages, really did her thing. A Five Star, Five Diamond resort in Playa Del Carmen. IT was awesome and all inclusive. We ate. We drank. We danced. We beached. We got super tan (despite the initial 3 days of rain). We spa-ed (is that a word?) We went to the Mayan Ruins and Dude climbed it....visited a Mayan village....tried to make clay pots and ate some more. We walked around the downtown of the area and ate some more (LOL)  We took in some awesome shows. Most of all we talked. It was our first trip solo together in the almost 3 years we had been together. We just really connected.. AND I had never had a honeymoon the first time and this one, thanks to the generosity of our friend and family, was paid for all by them via an awesome site called HoneyFund (and some gift cards too). It was a truly awesome experience!
(The 6000 year old "Pyramid" In Coba where my HubbyDude climbed it! I was NOT gonna do that!)

After 6 days and 5 nights of all of was hard to adjust to our life in Atlanta. Who was gonna make our bed? Get our drinks?? Make sure we ate everything?  And pour rose petals out like we were in Coming to America? *sucks teeth* LOL

The Journey to Bliss

Truthfully, the journey to bliss isn't over. It just got started. I started this blog almost 4 years a place to heal me but not sure how long I'd keep it up or where it was going. To get ME to where I could be a fully, functioning and productive divorcee.....only to have me end up being a Mrs. Again. But in that time.... I've started another degree...God job promotions...moved and bought a home....gotten healthier and wiser....lost and gained friends.. and all because I made the conscious decision to be BLISSFUL and not do it for a guy..but do it for me. The road had its ups and downs....frogs and toads on the road to distract me.........shots to my self esteem and self-worth.... but it was worth it in the end.I learned a lot. I came out the fire only to be forged better for myself...and for my husband. 

So where shall this blog go? Who knows.

All I know is that I hope you all stay along for the ride :)


  1. Awww you're my inspiration so of course I'll be here! Congrats again and again!


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