No Longer Ms Tallon

Well, it's official; I am a Blog Abuser! I have neglected this damn thing for too long. I am a horrible, horrible committer and therefore a horrible, horrible person. I wouldn't know what commitment was if it came and bit me on my toe.
Now the good news, Ms Tallon and I are officially husband and wife. She is no longer merely Ms Tallon, rather Sheila Henrietta Ito-Tallon. (She wanted to take on my last name while keeping her own, so the hyphen just seemed best.) Why the sudden wedding you ask? To answer that, you must look back to a previous Blog entitled, "Tallon's of Steel." What I had left unmentioned was that Ms Ito-Tallon and I engaged in sexual intercourse (consensual, of course). As it turned out, the little "love wrapper" must have been defective because two weeks later Ms Ito-Tallon was "late." Being from very strict Catholic upbringings, the only option was a quick and painless wedding. She took off from work and we checked Waldo out from school for the week. We flew three hours to Las Vegas where we had a lovely ceremony in a white chapel, appropriately named "Hunka Hunka Burnin' Love." As the name implies, we were wedded by Elvis Himself and spent the rest of the vacation honeymooning with the slot-machines. We boarded Waldo during the afternoons at a local nursing home for special children whose parents were in the same predicament. The fact that these facilities exist seems to take many people by surprise, but as the advertisement states, "What goes on in Vegas, stays in Vegas." The wedding and honeymoon were both wonderful, and I am happy to be home with my new wife and Waldo.
We are expecting to have the child in about nine-months, God willing. We told Waldo that we were expecting to have a child and he got excited. To be honest, I was expecting his bed wetting episodes to start again, but he was not upset by this news. He was actually looking forward to participating in the work associated with raising a new family member. Ms Ito-Tallon and I have been thinking of names for the baby. I have always loved the names Pinkerton and Amadeus for a son. Ms Ito-Tallon likes Periwinkle or Gretchen for a daughter. We will most definitely have to compromise because I was thinking more along the lines of Sharlize. Ms Ito-Tallon and I offered Waldo a chance to pick names, and bless his little heart, he said, "Daddy, if I have a thithter," [don't forget he has that speech impediment] "I won' her to be Ingwid. And if I have a bwotha, I won' him to be Thigpen." Ms Ito-Tallon and I agreed that it may be best to use his suggestions so he won't feel distanced or threatened by a new sibling. I am certain that Waldo will make an incredible brother, regardless of his disabilities.
Anyway, I am off to work now. I will Blog soon, barring a natural disaster, a surprise baby on the way, or some other unforeseen event.