Mike, that's great that everything's groovy. I remember those days, not that long ago really, when everything with my sweetie was new. We'd just moved to Portland, and had bought an old bungalow house on the east side, which is in the exact same neighborhood that Beverly Cleary wrote all those Ramona Quimby stories, and were walking one night, petting random cats who'd come out to greet us, and we saw an older lady working her front yard garden and she had this one beautiful bush that turned out to be a lacecup hydrangea, and we asked what it was.
This nice older lady said, oh that's a french hydrangea (which is what we called it for years), and we told her how beautiful it was. Well, we got to chatting about how we'd just moved there, and the next thing you know, she's digging up about 1/3 of this lovely plant right out of her front yard, root and all, and giving that to us and saying go plant that in your new yard. Wow.
And so we did, right next to our front steps, and at first it had a bit of trouble but then in about year 2 or 3 it flourished. And, I always remember what she said to us as we were walking away with a 1/3 of her beautiful plant in hand "you're such a nice young couple and there's no time like right now, when everything is new and you're just getting going"
I don't have a 1/3rd of a beautiful plant to give you MDT, but nevertheless, here's a virtual toast to you and your new wife, and family!