"A year later, we got married. Yeah! I know. It might have been too fast, but it felt right and we both wanted it. It's not like we went to Nevada and got married by an Elvis Presley impersonator. We actually planned a medium size wedding; we got married in Houston in front of my friends, my family and some of Mark's.

I had the most beautiful wedding dress in the world, and the shoes I wore had pretty long heels, since compare to Mark, I was pretty short. Even till this day, it's still listed as one of my favorite days; Well… that and our honeymoon at Jamaica.

Marrying Mark also means I married the Big Evil Undertaker, which means I had to deal with not seeing him for a long period of times. It was tough, but I knew marrying Mark, these were the things I had to deal with, but I never let it bother me. I thought positive and waited for him to come home. But Mark could no longer handle being far away from me; he insisted to me, that I should travel with him. At first, it sounded like a good idea; but then again, I was afraid of getting out my comfort zone, wasn't sure if I could handle living out of a suitcase, and getting homesick. So before I made my decision on rather or not I should go with Mark on the road or not. I asked my dad, my sister Juliya, and my brother David for some advice.

By the way, Yes! I have a brother and sister. Well… they're my half siblings. Juliya and David came from my father previous marriage before he had one with my mom. The only thing I have in common with them two is that we have the same dad. But still they consider me as one of them. David was seven year older them me, as Juliya was only two.

Anyway, back to the story. When I asked Juliya and my dad, on rather or not I should go on the road with Mark. Both I had said that I should go with him and it could be a good experience. Even my brother said that I should go, but he also suggested to me that I should dye my hair blonde. When I had asked him why should I, he told me that some of the Divas that Mark had worked with had blonde hair and they were more popular. I told him a cold day in hell, and pour beer on his head. Pushing my fears aside, I decided to go on the road with Mark."