Back in the saddle again (or "How I learned to stop worrying and love the guacamole.")

INDIANAPOLIS—So... we're married. That just happened.

It's been a long time since we wrote, and for that, we apologize. The thing is, with all the cross-country moving, wedding coordinating, and Mexican honeymooning, we just didn't have a lot of time to write in our blog. Our bad.

However, we are about to start picking up again with where we left off—literally. In the next few days, some back-posts will appear on this site, informing you of what had happened in the last few weeks, so there's that to look forward to.

Additionally, Lisa and I are pleased to announce our new address for where we're living in Taiwan, so feel free to forward gifts, offerings, and general well-wishes to this address:

Chris and Lisa Webb
10f, No. 198, Jihe Rd
Shihlin District, Taipei City 111, Taiwan

Other important information includes our newly formed Skype account. If you have it, you can go ahead and click on that little icon to the left and, magically, you will hear our happy voices and see our bring-and-shiny faces. If you don't know what that is or don't care to, it's ok; the technologically-challenged can simply dial (317) 215-0870 and reach us in Taiwan. It won't cost you any more than a regular call within the United States, so don't worry about being charged out the wazoo for dialing Thailand Toyko* wherever we are.

In less than a week, we'll be perusing the streets of Taipei, looking for clean bathrooms, tasty treats, and amazing tales to pass back to all you good people. Thank you so much for all your love and prayers, and keep visiting Wasabi Kneesocks to find out more about Lisa and my adventures.

*Yes, I am fully aware that this Japanese city is misspelled. The question is, though, are you?

Direct your wedding queries here

We put this address on the invitations (and the re-invitations), so for some of you, it might not be new information. However, just in case, we do have a wedding web site we put up with information pertinent to the ceremony:

http://ewedding.com/sites/ChrisLisaWebb

Take a peek at it!

Update: "Wedding Invitations" could be a horror movie title

LINCOLN, NEBRASKA—Lisa wrote a great piece Friday about our need to finally pick ourselves up by our bootstraps and create our wedding invitations. Being that we finally had all the materials needed to produce these highly-sought-after pieces of paper, and furthermore, the text to put onto the invitations, we decided to get these things done tonight, even if it killed us.

3 A.M. almost killed us.

Seriously, as Lisa and I put the finishing touches on the invitations in the wee hours of the morning, we decided that, under no circumstances, would we ever print out our own wedding invitations again. This, I felt, was a very good way to secure our relationship firmly for at least a few weeks (when our fingers would finally heal from the inordinate amount of paper cuts we acquired over the 6-hour "adventure").

The next morning, we were excited to actually make our first formal invitation to our wedding. My parents were in town to visit my sister (working at Broken Arrow Ranch this summer but in Lincoln for the day), so Lisa and I happily searched through the entire stack of envelopes to give my parents theirs. We brought the piece of paper into church and happily handed it over to my folks. My mom seemed excited to see our finished product, so she ripped open the envelope and said the words that immediately sunk my soul:

"Did you change the date? I thought you were getting married on the twelfth."

And there you have it: 120 envelopes, all with the wrong date on them.

Going into What-do-we-do mode, I suggested that we simply buy some blanks business cards and print out an "Oops! We made a mistake!" memo for each envelope. This way, I figured, we wouldn't have to go back and reprint 120 invitations. However, after 7 ounces of tears (and a line of invective that probably wasn't the most appropriate for church), we decided the only real option we had was to reprint the entire batch.

Further complicating this reprinting process was that, in the process of buying the materials for these invitations, we had actually exhausted the supply held at Lincoln Office Depots. Therefore, to fix this one-word mistake, we'd have to drive an hour away to Omaha, buy 3 packets of filler paper, drive an hour back to Lincoln, undo each invitation's brad from its holder, and replace it with a corrected sheet. Yippee!

After making the trip to Omaha (which was a bit more exciting because puppy-doodle-doo rode along in the back seat), we decided to wait until Sunday to work on these evil things. We fully-edited the entire document, making sure that there weren't any other errors, and resent the file to the printer. The fixing process only took us about 3 hours, just long enough for us to watch Liam Neesen fight off Albanians in Taken. I guess practice makes perfect. *sigh*

Who likes wedding invitations!?!?

LINCOLN, NEBRASKA—Let's just start off by saying that I am skilled in the art of procrastination. I have been avoiding the dreaded tedious job of assembling something like 120 wedding invitations. I am very grateful that I have 120 people that I care enough about that I would invite them to my wedding, but after my Save-the-Date Card Fiasco*, I am hesitant to put so much energy into what should be considered an Olympic sporting event. :) I am writing this blog to convince myself that I am mentally prepared for this task. Needless to say I am excited to be getting close enough to the wedding that my invitations are late. Late or not, this will move forward, and I trust that everyone who is important to me will be with me or in my thoughts on one of the most important days of my life! Watch your mailboxes, your invitations will be coming soon!

*The Save-the-Date fiasco refers to the three week period of time in which Chris designed beautiful save-the-date cards for us, we paid for and printed these cards, stuffed envelopes, attempted to print address labels, re-printed address labels, bought 150 stamps, labeled and stamped the envelopes, mailed them, waited for responses, received a few cards back as "return to sender- inadequate postage", waited some more, received more returned cards, received a few "I got the card responses", and then received a final tally of 89 of 120 save-the-date cards back in the mail. Disheartening. The cards were an abnormal shape and therefore "unable" to be mailed ("But, Lisa," you say, "31 cards went through just fine." Yes, yes they did.). End result: I gave up.

Behind the Wedding: The story of our engagment

In an effort to provide our viewing audience with a little context about our impending nuptials, we present the rundown of how I scared the everliving out of Lisa popped the question.

Gonna keep moving!

LINCOLN, NEBRASKA—Chris and I began dating in October 2006, and it's been a whirlwind of events ever since. I can't believe how much my life has changed and how many wonderful growing experiences and opportunities God has provided for us!

I moved to Lincoln, Nebraska and simultaneously traded one job in the mental health profession for the next. I am half-way done with a master's, and busy as ever. After spending months teasing and tormenting me, Chris proposed in October 2008 locking him into a life with me (how did I work that out!!!).

Chris and I came to a definite crossroad between his graduation, my career/education, and the wedding. We were ready for something different and both were looking to spread our wings a bit. We prayed and pondered, researched, and planned, and repeated the cycle multiple times. Doors opened, prayers were answered, and we jumped in with both feet! Taiwan, here we come! (AFTER the July 12, 2009 wedding of course-- can't forget the best day of my life!)