This weekend I stayed with Mom at the house while Josh was out of town. I know I’m still a newlywed when the strangest part about being back at the childhood home is that it didn’t seem that strange. Mom and I were about to watch one of our favorite girlie movies (Amelie) when Mom said, “It sure is weird not to have Josh around.”
I responded, “Really? To me, it feels kinda normal.”
Pause. “Yeah, I thought so too, but I thought that would be mean to say.”

Not that I have any desire to erase the last few months- which have been amazing and fun and I absolutely love being married to Josh. It’s just that I haven’t been married long enough that I feel out of place at home. Of course, maybe that’s part of having a wonderful mom who always makes you feel welcome.

Oh, and I got to experience one of the last milestones that mark my transition into married life today. I went to get some pants hemmed (six inches needed to be hacked off) and another customer said he recognized me. We figured out that we both had gone to Northpoint and to UGA. He remembered my first name was Lauren (and thought my last name was Pemali- is that Indian?) and I was able to say, “Yeah, I used to be Lauren Petrella, but it’s Teague now.”

Sup.