I know I've been gone a while.
This time it's not my fault. My dear hubby disconnected our internet about a week ago, and then found out that connecting it again is not as easy and straight-forward. So I have a few minutes now and again at my bro and sister-in-law's place.
I really can't wait to have the internet back, because I have lots of time, and lots of blogging to do. I have to tell all about the honeymoon, and I have to put pictures up (because I got my battery charger for my camera in the mail. Thanks mom!)
And I have to put wedding pictures up! I got the discs in the mail, and they look amazing! I can't wait to share them everyone!
*SIGH*
I had so many good intentions about blogging since I got married, and goodness knows I have time....
Well, at least I'm getting a lot of reading done. I am quickly making my way through Gilbert Morris' Lions of Judah series. Of course, I only have four of the six books that are in that series. Anyone want to send me books 1 and 5 of that series? Those are the only ones I don't have.
Other than that, I've been working out with Art, and his sister Mari; I'm so proud of her! And it's fun working out with another girl. We're more on the same level as far as physical capabilities and limits. Also, we motivate each other by being each other's competition.
She's now officially ahead of me because I caught myself a cold, and although I don't feel awful, I still don't want to push it by working out when I'm sick. Art does, but I'm not hardcore like he is. I think I'm on the tail end of it though. I'm no longer hacking up a lung. Don't you love that visual?
Ooh, and we're getting a new mattress in the next couple of days! Yay for not sleeping on a futon anymore! It's terribly uncomfortable, even with the extra padding. I don't sleep very well on that thing.
Okay, I'm on someone else's computer, and she's home now, so I have to go! I hope we'll have internet up within the next few days. And then I'll do a TON of blogging. You'll be overwhelmed by information coming from Jenene.
Have a great week!
P.S. If you feel like praying for me, you can pray that getting a greencard won't take too long. We're living on one income right now, and my savings won't last forever. Plus, I can't sit at home forever. I want to start working again. Thanks!
August 26, 2008
August 10, 2008
Where In The World Is Jenene Morgan?
I am Jenene Morgan, by the way. My new name. Just in case anybody didn't know. I am still here in the USA. My honeymoon was not three weeks long. So why haven't I blogged?
I don't know, really. Sheer laziness? I had fully intended to start chronicling my first days of marriage and being an immigrant on this blog. But.........I haven't.
Part of it is that I wanted to blog about my honeymoon, but I couldn't do that until I called my sister and told her about it, because she wanted to HEAR it, not read about it on my blog.
Another reason is that I wanted to blog about my honeymoon and put up pictures. But, as it turns out, when one condenses their entire life to three suitcases and moves to a different country immediately after their wedding, one is likely to forget somethings. Like the USB cord that I would use to transfer my honeymoon pictures from my camera to the computer.
But while we're on the subject, I should tell you that you're not missing a whole lot picture-wise. My camera battery died on the first day of our honeymoon, and yes, I also forgot my spare battery and the charger. We got a disposable Kodak camera for the rest of the week, but I have yet to figure out how to get those onto a computer.
I know. I'm brilliant. I am the one who prides herself on never forgetting ANYTHING when I pack, and being so terribly organized about knowing where everything is. Oops.
So what have I been up to? Cleaning. Lots of cleaning. Art has lived here with his brother for the past 11 months. They were bachelors. Enough said.
His brother moved out last week, which we are all very glad for. And yes, that means that his brother was still here for a week after the honeymoon. And not for lack of trying to find a new place to live for almost TWO MONTHS. But it's all good, because he has a new place now.
And finally, my interview for my green card is tomorrow. No big deal. Just the last step in my finally being able to live in the States and work here. Technically, they shouldn't have let me across the border, because my paperwork wasn't finished. But they did. So I'm here. Not making any trouble.
Am I nervous? Not really. Art is. But I figure, this whole process has gone incredibly well this whole time, it's not like it's going to fail now. And like I've been saying, God told me He has a plan for me here in America. So we are completely prepared, and God is with us. What do we have to be worried about?
Well, it's late, and I should go. Sorry for not being around. Getting settled here isn't difficult, but it's quite a process. Good night!
I don't know, really. Sheer laziness? I had fully intended to start chronicling my first days of marriage and being an immigrant on this blog. But.........I haven't.
Part of it is that I wanted to blog about my honeymoon, but I couldn't do that until I called my sister and told her about it, because she wanted to HEAR it, not read about it on my blog.
Another reason is that I wanted to blog about my honeymoon and put up pictures. But, as it turns out, when one condenses their entire life to three suitcases and moves to a different country immediately after their wedding, one is likely to forget somethings. Like the USB cord that I would use to transfer my honeymoon pictures from my camera to the computer.
But while we're on the subject, I should tell you that you're not missing a whole lot picture-wise. My camera battery died on the first day of our honeymoon, and yes, I also forgot my spare battery and the charger. We got a disposable Kodak camera for the rest of the week, but I have yet to figure out how to get those onto a computer.
I know. I'm brilliant. I am the one who prides herself on never forgetting ANYTHING when I pack, and being so terribly organized about knowing where everything is. Oops.
So what have I been up to? Cleaning. Lots of cleaning. Art has lived here with his brother for the past 11 months. They were bachelors. Enough said.
His brother moved out last week, which we are all very glad for. And yes, that means that his brother was still here for a week after the honeymoon. And not for lack of trying to find a new place to live for almost TWO MONTHS. But it's all good, because he has a new place now.
And finally, my interview for my green card is tomorrow. No big deal. Just the last step in my finally being able to live in the States and work here. Technically, they shouldn't have let me across the border, because my paperwork wasn't finished. But they did. So I'm here. Not making any trouble.
Am I nervous? Not really. Art is. But I figure, this whole process has gone incredibly well this whole time, it's not like it's going to fail now. And like I've been saying, God told me He has a plan for me here in America. So we are completely prepared, and God is with us. What do we have to be worried about?
Well, it's late, and I should go. Sorry for not being around. Getting settled here isn't difficult, but it's quite a process. Good night!
July 29, 2008
Just Married
I'm baaaack!!
There is so much to write about, but I'm not about to cover all of it right now. Here's a peek at our wedding day.
The wedding was perfect, and it all worked out like everyone said it would. The day went by incredibly fast just like everyone said it would. I was SO nervous beforehand, and I don't even know why, but it was fine.
I cried when we gave our Thank-You's at the reception. Art cried during the ceremony AND during the reception. (I have never seen Art cry before).
I was too nervous/excited/squished into my dress to eat most of my meal. I predicted that one though, so I made sure I had a few bites of everything. I felt a little bad that every plate of mine went back almost full. Including the dessert. But everyone knows that brides don't eat a lot at the wedding, right?
Nothing started on time, just like everyone said it would. (or wouldn't). I made sure to take time and mingle during dinner, even if it pushed everything back. Otherwise, I wouldn't have gotten the chance to see people, and then what's the point of having them there?
Dancing was tons of fun, even if not a lot of people danced. I found out just how difficult is to dance in a wedding dress. I also found out how difficult it is to go to the bathroom while wearing a wedding dress. That's what bridesmaids are for. ;)
Art and I found out how awkward the First Dance is. Nobody ever talks about that. But it is awkward. There's just the two of you on that big dance floor, and everybody is watching you, and suddenly the song you picked seems really long, and you don't know where to look or what to say or how much to kiss, and you hope you don't stumble or step on each other's toes.... It wasn't awful, but it was a bit awkward.
I'm trying to pick a favorite part of the day, but I can't. I have a few favorites.
1. I was the first one up in our house that morning. That makes me happy, though I don't know why. It wasn't incredibly early either. But I had a couple of minutes to myself, being the only one awake. It was nice.
2. Me and my best friend and bridesmaid from Edmonton spent about an hour after breakfast tearing rose petals off of roses for the aisle, and for the flower girl. It was fun. Again, I don't know why. But I remember being incredibly relaxed, and I was very glad for that.
3. Walking into the church half an hour before the ceremony, and I didn't want anyone to see me, so my bridesmaids literally made everyone close their eyes/hide their faces. It was funny. Bridesmaids are the best.
4. My dad seeing me all dolled up for the first time, but my little niece was also in the room (all dolled up) so he went straight to her instead. I was upstaged by a baby. A very cute baby. It was funny.
5. Hearing from my dad that Art was just as nervous as I was.
6. Hearing from people that it was one of the most beautiful weddings they had ever been to, and how many of them loved our vows, and how much our wedding reflected our personalities. I really didn't expect people to say that, and it didn't really matter if they didn't, because it was the wedding we wanted, so we were happy. But the fact that everybody else really loved it makes it that much better.
7. Seeing my cousins go nuts on the dance floor. They were the life of the party. Thank you Justin and Caleb and Melanie!
8. After the dancing was over, my youth pastors and a bunch of other people who were there at the very end surrounded Art and me, and they prayed for us. That meant a lot.
Well, this blog ended up not being the quick recap that I thought it was going to be. I haven't even talked about the honeymoon yet! That will happen very soon, I promise. And there are pictures, but you'll have to be patient a little while longer.
Art is back at work today, like a good husband. So I should start cleaning, like a good wife. (Good thing I actually like cleaning!)
There is so much to write about, but I'm not about to cover all of it right now. Here's a peek at our wedding day.
The wedding was perfect, and it all worked out like everyone said it would. The day went by incredibly fast just like everyone said it would. I was SO nervous beforehand, and I don't even know why, but it was fine.
I cried when we gave our Thank-You's at the reception. Art cried during the ceremony AND during the reception. (I have never seen Art cry before).
I was too nervous/excited/squished into my dress to eat most of my meal. I predicted that one though, so I made sure I had a few bites of everything. I felt a little bad that every plate of mine went back almost full. Including the dessert. But everyone knows that brides don't eat a lot at the wedding, right?
Nothing started on time, just like everyone said it would. (or wouldn't). I made sure to take time and mingle during dinner, even if it pushed everything back. Otherwise, I wouldn't have gotten the chance to see people, and then what's the point of having them there?
Dancing was tons of fun, even if not a lot of people danced. I found out just how difficult is to dance in a wedding dress. I also found out how difficult it is to go to the bathroom while wearing a wedding dress. That's what bridesmaids are for. ;)
Art and I found out how awkward the First Dance is. Nobody ever talks about that. But it is awkward. There's just the two of you on that big dance floor, and everybody is watching you, and suddenly the song you picked seems really long, and you don't know where to look or what to say or how much to kiss, and you hope you don't stumble or step on each other's toes.... It wasn't awful, but it was a bit awkward.
I'm trying to pick a favorite part of the day, but I can't. I have a few favorites.
1. I was the first one up in our house that morning. That makes me happy, though I don't know why. It wasn't incredibly early either. But I had a couple of minutes to myself, being the only one awake. It was nice.
2. Me and my best friend and bridesmaid from Edmonton spent about an hour after breakfast tearing rose petals off of roses for the aisle, and for the flower girl. It was fun. Again, I don't know why. But I remember being incredibly relaxed, and I was very glad for that.
3. Walking into the church half an hour before the ceremony, and I didn't want anyone to see me, so my bridesmaids literally made everyone close their eyes/hide their faces. It was funny. Bridesmaids are the best.
4. My dad seeing me all dolled up for the first time, but my little niece was also in the room (all dolled up) so he went straight to her instead. I was upstaged by a baby. A very cute baby. It was funny.
5. Hearing from my dad that Art was just as nervous as I was.
6. Hearing from people that it was one of the most beautiful weddings they had ever been to, and how many of them loved our vows, and how much our wedding reflected our personalities. I really didn't expect people to say that, and it didn't really matter if they didn't, because it was the wedding we wanted, so we were happy. But the fact that everybody else really loved it makes it that much better.
7. Seeing my cousins go nuts on the dance floor. They were the life of the party. Thank you Justin and Caleb and Melanie!
8. After the dancing was over, my youth pastors and a bunch of other people who were there at the very end surrounded Art and me, and they prayed for us. That meant a lot.
Well, this blog ended up not being the quick recap that I thought it was going to be. I haven't even talked about the honeymoon yet! That will happen very soon, I promise. And there are pictures, but you'll have to be patient a little while longer.
Art is back at work today, like a good husband. So I should start cleaning, like a good wife. (Good thing I actually like cleaning!)
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