Getting married was one of the most exciting times in my life, an amazing wedding and honeymoon to look forward to. Just one thing troubled me, I wouldn’t be myself anymore. I was soon to become Mrs Wilson, and I wasn’t too sure what I thought about that. It just reminded of the line from the American 80’s kids cartoon, Dennis where the cheeky little boy shouts at his neighbour. Anyway I digress, the point is that I really wasn’t sure how I felt about the new name. I knew that I wanted to take Ryland’s name, but still, it was weird. And that’s when I thought of beingmrswilson, to celebrate the new me and my new life as Mrs Wilson. I plan for this to be a place for me to share snippets of my life and my love of food and cooking.