So, I’m married now. Not much different than before I was married. The ceremony was small but nice for the most part. It’s weird to admit this, but I actually felt a little uncomfortable being nude in front of everyone. The nude wedding was entirely my idea, so I can’t complain, but standing there naked with everyone looking at me just seemed a little strange and awkward.
At first I thought maybe the reason was my new natural look. Even though I like it, I’m still getting used to having some body hair. And having Megan next to me, also nude, and with an insanely perfect body, just made me aware of how non-sexy it is (for a lot of people at least) to be hairy.
But then I talked to Jayson about it afterward and he said he felt the same weird discomfort about being nude, and he was wondering if it had more to do with us now having religion in our lives. We haven’t specifically asked the missionaries about the church’s stance on nudism, but I think it’s safe to say they are against it.
So I asked Jayson if he was prepared to give up nudism for the church and he said yes without any hesitation. He didn’t ask me the same question in return, but I think I feel the same way.
I have been two weeks without a cigarette. I have quit three times before, for each of my pregnancies, so I’m fairly confident I can do it. I miss smoking, but I’ll survive. Megan noticed that I wasn’t smoking at the wedding and asked me if I was pregnant. Hah. I was afraid to answer her honestly. I feel bad telling a lesbian that I am joining a religion that says her lifestyle is a sin. But I told her. I could see a small look of disapproval on her face, but she said she was happy for me for finding something to believe in.
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