I am MRS. JONES!!!
shit and stuff
I almost can't believe it but, yet alas it true.
It was magically simple and completely us as it should have been.
Did you know what a pain in the ass changing your name is?
I didn't. I haven't had to do this before. I figure since Mr. Jones has an awesome name I should take it on. Not to mention the explanation of two names sucks. So, off I went to make my list of things that need addressing and holy fudge. There are SO many stops that I had not thought about aka: my passport, all of my credit cards, my phone bill, any account that I have access too.. How did you all go about this large crappy ordeal? How much time do I have to do it? All of the unknowns.
Done with the bitching. I am happy and content and totally Mrs. Jones. Tomorrow I will bring you the pictures to prove it, plus I will let you in on our mini mini honeymoon.
P.S. coming home to reality is a bitch seriously. I have a gamet of testing next week for this stupid cancer crap and on top of it all my good friend died.
It was the wake up call: Hi you remember you don't live in fairy land... Yes you honeymooner come on you know you don't.