- 3 years ago
- Wedding: October 2013
October 5th was the BEST DAY OF MY LIFE.
We were married at the Garnet Hill Lodge in North River, NY… a beautiful spot in the Adirondacks. We had 26 of our closest friends and immediate family members in attendance, and their presence, love, support, and humor really made the weekend amazing. I’ve never felt so loved.
The weather was PERFECT (overcast and 69*F — my favorite). The foliage was PERFECT. This is a picture of the drive up the hill to our lodge:
And this is the view of our ceremony site out front:
We made a weekend out of it. We headed up to the lodge on Friday morning after picking up the cake and bouquet with the whole family (and when I say the “whole family,” I mean like 8 people… small families are the tightest!), and some friends came that day too to hang with us. There was lots to do… hiking, bike riding, ping pong, and other good stuff. We had an intimate dinner Friday night, which I guess counts as our rehersal dinner — I mean, we were all practicing eating for tomorrow! Then we all sat around a bonfire in the evening.
FUNNY STORY #1. Like all of you other brides (I’m sure), I had a very detailed list of all the stuff I needed to bring for the weekend. This list included dumb stuff like safety pins, sharpies for the guests to sign our quilt, and q-tips. However, what did NOT make the list was our marriage license. This minor detail did not even occur to me until I was eating breakfast the morning of our wedding… panic ensued. So I called my most reliable, non-judgmental, there-for-us-always, friend who was still down near our house (venue was 1.5 hour drive away), and said “I need the mother of all favors right now… I need you to break into our apartment through the living room window, and get our marriage license out of the top drawer of my desk.” So she did… and we were able to actually get married that day.
In the meantime, our moms, my step-sister, and a girlfriend helped set up our decorations. Our “guest book” was a beautiful quilted table runner that my mom handmade for everyone to sign. We set out some horseshoes from my horse so she could be there in spirit. Airports are ridiculous nowdays… they would not let her on the plane as an “assistant animal” to my 97-year-old grandfather! Over the table, we had two large treebranches set upright and strung rows of jute cord between them, which we clothes-pinned all our favorite pictures from our childhood, family, friends, and each other for display.
FUNNY STORY #2. While getting ready, I put on my krinoline like an AR-TARD, cursed the dress company for giving me the “wrong” krinoline… then was super mad at myself when I discovered at the end of the night that I had put it on upside down, and unneccessarily suffered the discomfort the whole day with only myself to blame. Basically, I had the tight part around my legs and the inner-most loose layer safety-pinned around my torso. I have no excuse or explanation for this embarrassing stupidity during that moment of my life. BUT, no one could tell once my dress was over it:
This is our family. I can’t wait to get the photographer’s picture of this straight-on with everyone:
NOT-SO-FUNNY STORY #3. So our officiant (I made a panic-post about her issues in early September if you want to know the full scope)… WAS OVER AN HOUR LATE. This was extra stressful not only for the obvious reasons, but also due to the fact that there is no cell reception in this area whatsoever, so I was left with thoughts like “last time she called she said she’d be here in 15 minutes… but that was over 30 minutes ago!!!”
But the silver-lining to this situation? We had a lot of extra time with the photographer, and had fun taking some hilarious pictures beforehand with all our friends:
I couldn’t talk to our officiant when she finally did make it because I was so angry and did not want this kind of confrontation just minutes before what was about to be the happiest moment of my life. When some of our friends greeted her, the excuse she offered was “I had to wait for my husband to get home to give me the car…”
Everyone quickly took their seats, and we headed inside together with our parents to begin the processional. DH and his mom walked first, then my mom and step-dad, and then me with my dad:
Our ceremony was beautiful. Saying my vows to my husband, and hearing his vows to me was something I’ll never forget.
I kept intermittenly choking up and crying throughout the ceremony, so we kept handing back and forth a handkerchief that he put in his back pocket (knowing I would need it!). One thing about me crying is that my nose always runs. I kept trying to quietly sniffle to keep my snot from dripping, but eventually I was just like EFF IT! and I straight-up blew my nose during the ceremony. Everyone laughed.
My dad, like me, was very emotional throughout the whole thing… tearing at all the signficant moments. My mom… laughed at me every time I started crying.
THE KISS! <3
The reception was a blast, and the food was amazing. My dad gave an amazing speech that so many people were touched by. He choked up… my mom laughed.
Our first dance was “Free” by Zac Brown Band:
Father-Daughter dance was “Cinderella” by Stephen Curtis Chapman:
Me and my new brother-in-law gettin’ down.
MMMMM… CAAAAAKKEE. A party without cake is just a meeting. It was a yummy, moist traditional white almond cake with a customized chocolate-hazelnut-coffee filling in the middle, and buttercream frosting.
I don’t have any pictures from the end of the ceremony yet… but I can’t wait to get these from the photographer. By about 9:00, all the guys were WHITE GIRL WASTED and did some pretty funny things that I know the photographer caught.
We concluded the night with a bonfire outside, accompanied by a cooler of beer and whiskey.
I honestly don’t feel much different now that we’re married… just content, and happy. 🙂
I hope everyone else had a fantastic wedding day!