- 9 years ago
- Wedding: June 2009
It hit me like a ton of bricks. I hadn’t seen my then-FI-almost-DH since Memorial Day Weekend. And here we are, getting married. In fact, I’d only seen him a total of 18 days since he left for Iraq in October 2007. 18 flippin days. And it’s now June 2009. Whoa. I had a flashback and was like, ”wow, we made it. We’reactually getting married ahhh” and I was elated.
Ok we’re all ready! Eveyrone’s lined up. What am I doing? What I do best when I get overwhelmed. I’m a sap. See the first pic. Nice juxtaposition, lol. Will you believe my dad is actually 57? I hope I age that well. And, he’s rocking a lengthy ponytail just so you know. More on that later.
And, you all need to see the look on my DH’s face. No, no man tears (c’mon, GI Joes don’t cry!), but a look of contentment and joy. Maybe bliss is the word. And, slight amusement I’m sure.
I froze. Absolutely froze. He said his part, and then it was my turn. I opened my mouth. I WANTED to speak. I did. In my head, I was saying my vows. But nothing came out. I made the I Tried face. OOPS! I tried again. Then I made Ugly Cry Face. OH NO! I can’t speak! Everyone thinks I hate him and want to run away! It’s only been about 5 seconds, but when you’re supposed to say, “I” then your name, and proclaim your love, it’s awkward. People laughed really awkwardly. Half laughed. Everyone’s thinking, Uh Oh. I noticed this, and it froze me up even more. I turned to my MOH for tissues. I didn’t even notice the groom turning away and making THIS gesture! AH! He wasn’t worried, though, he said. He did raise his eyebrows at me and give me a little smile. Sort of an “aaanddd?” kind of face. But nobody saw that but me. Then I started speaking. So silently, that only he could hear me, despite the microphones attached to his collar. You know how once you get going you’re on a roll? Yeah, that was me. Ok, crisis averted. But boy, talk about stage fright. Glad I didn’t wear tennis shoes under my dress or people would vividly start recalling Runaway Bride. The third picture shows it all. Nice, EJS, way to show your love.
We exchanged vows twice; the regular “I do” way (except he messed up and say “i accept this ring” instead of “i do” which was the whole point of having THAT portion of the vow in, but i’m over it, can’t you tell? haha), and then silent Korean vows. Our moms filled up our cups TO THE BRIM with wine for a Jung Jong ceremony. They were trying to get us drunk! Ha! We needed it. I was still shaking. We gave flowers to our moms too. My mom’s in the red, his mom’s in the blue, just so ya know. (third pic set)
There, that wasn’t so hard, was it? Now where’s my brown paper bag?
What’s up next? I haven’t decided yet…I will leave you with a picture of one of our guests having a good time…What do YOU want to see me post about? I might just post some pretty pics (BM dresses anyone? heck yeah) and then move on to the CRAZY dancing and reception moments that had us gawking at ourselves.
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