- 3 years ago
- Wedding: October 2013
Hi bee! Remember me? Probably not, but hey, I know you like pictures as much as I do, so look what I come bearing!
I loved our wedding. It was a blur, but I felt it was a final exam. I had such a blast planning this whole ordeal and decided that if it all came together, I’d try to find my way into the wedding planning business (like the rest of my family. It’s in my blood)! If it was a complete disaster, I’d laugh it off and hey, we’d be married.
The bad: One bridesmaid and our cake.
One of our bridesmaids (and if you look back on my past posts you’ll see more of her headaches) was so close to being kicked out the day before. She flew in from another state and wanted to spend extra time with me the day before the wedding. I told her that would be great but she would need to figure out the plans as I would be running around like a chicken without a head the entire day. I’d cut out time and she would need to tell me where to go. Come Saturday, I get a text with her telling me to tell her where we are going and figure out logistics. I tell her no, she was supposed to and I’m super busy. She got all huffy and said she was on her phone (smartphone!). I told her if she couldnt’ figure it out, we’ll see each other that night for the rehearsal dinner and to forget lunch. Then her boyfriend (another good friend of mine) got involved and called me a demanding bitch, self centered, egotistical. Oh man, I was ready to kill him. We smoothed it all over pre-wedding, but I don’t think we’re ever going to be close friends after all of this.
The cake: The day before, my poor cake lady calls me practically crying. “YOUR CAKE IS RUINED!” We had asked for a half and half cake (I can post a picture if interested) with one side white and traditional, the other side a deep shade of blue. Unfortunately, as she spray painted it, it bled through. Honestly, that was the only major hiccup in the wedding planning process and it happened a day beforehand. The cake looked and tasted great, she gave us the option for a refund (we took a very small one) and no one except my husband and maid of honor knew anything was amiss.
The good: There were a few small hiccups, like my dad bursting in for a first look without even knocking or my aunt saying a drunk idiot made the seating plan, but they were laughed off. Honestly, beyond the things above, the day was fantastic.
The day was great. My mom arranged a delicious breakfast platter and some mimosas before we got ready. After all of the disasterous Sheraton crap I dealt with, they upgraded us to the top of the line suite (it didn’t make things better but it made the day better) where the hair and makeup person came to make us pretty. The photographers came and I got to put on my dress and have the air sucked out of me. We did our first look, did a ton of photos, signed paperwork and then headed to the ceremony!
The ceremony was lovely. We knew the entire thing as we helped make it early on in the process with our officiant. My husband’s vows were incredible. He made everyone laugh and then went completely serious. I managed not to ugly cry, but it was a struggle. I hear that there were very few dry eyes in the entire house, but honestly, I couldn’t look away from my husband (partially to be in the moment, partially because I’d get stage fright otherwise)!
The reception was a ton of fun. Our invitations had said “what song will get you on the dance floor?” and we actually incorportated most of those into the playlist. With the unlimited beer and wine though, I don’t think it would have been necessary. Both of our WASP-ey families were on the dance floor most of the night! Everyone kept coming up to me and saying what a great place our venue was and how good everything was. They loved the food, the atmosphere, the cute last second favors we whipped up. We have been married for nearly 3 months and people are still saying what a great time we had!
The funny: There were some bizarre moments. For example
-Before I walked down the aisle, it finally hit me and I started to tear up. It immediately went away when our cue happened and MY DAD PULLED HIS PHONE OUT TO TAKE A PICTURE OF ME CRYING!
-After the rehearsal dinner the night before, I figured that would be the last time my husband and I saw each other before the wedding. We said our goodbyes and did our own thing. My BMs and I spent about an hour and a half blowing bubbles. Seriously. I found out the next day that EVERYONE else (my side AND his side of the family) had a giant blowout party in the hotel suite that we weren’t invited to (no one thought to invite us). Whoops.
-Walking down the aisle, the aisle got bigger in the front, so my parents had to go in front and behind me to fit down the first half, with my mother stepping on my dress!
-During the reception, I discovered I had a tail. I have no idea when or how, but a cell phone charger had made its way up my dress.
-My 80 year old uncle giving his new wife a lapdance to ‘Bad to the Bone’. And then her returning the favor.
-The bouquet toss had to be redone as I threw it directly in the DJ’s face the first time.
-The girl who caught the bouquet actually shoved 2 people aside to do so. She didn’t need to, half the people on the floor actually ran from it. There’s a picture of my MoH giving a “HELL NO!” look.
-There was a line in my vows that said something like “I could go on for hours for the reasons I love you but no one here wants to hear that entire list”. His mother shouted out “I do!”
-At the afterparty, one of my friends met someone at the bar. He was a carnie. She ran off with him and became a carnie. They have been engaged for nearly 2 months now.
I’ve got to say, I’m nearing my 3 month anniversary and married life is exactly like regular life, except my last name changed. I suppose when you have been together nearly a decade, you’re already living like a married couple. If I do manage to get my foot into the wedding planning game, I’ll be back for more help and advice. In the meantime though, we’re onto our next adventure of puppies and home buying!