I’m married! I’m a wife!
That sounds so weird. I told Kevin that I think it will really hit me when a stranger asks me about my boyfriend or something, and I have to say, “Oh no, that’s my husband.” Or when a dude at a bar hits on me, and I’ll say, “That’s very flattering, but I’m married. See that guy over there? That’s my husband.” HaHa! So fun! I love it.
Well I wanted to write down some details about the big day so I don’t forget anything I want to remember.
First of all, I wasn’t nervous at all until all of my girls left our getting-ready area, and I was just standing there waiting to get the “okay come on over” call. That’s when I got a few little butterflies in my belly. Nothing major, though. Then Dad was sent over to get me, and when we were walking over to the ceremony site I expressed to him how hot it was, and he said, “Yeah I know. My nuts are stickin’ to my leg.” And I laughed. I called it, I knew he was going to say something like that to make me laugh.
When I walked down the path to the ceremony site I will admit that I got a little choked up seeing everyone, and seeing Kevin standing up there. But I kind of had to look down a little to make sure I didn’t trip on the grass, so it was okay. That made the tears keep back.
Kevin’s vows were light years better than mine, in my opinion. Plus, a little chipmunk decided to interrupt his by attacking our officiant (his oldest brother)! He scurried on over to us, and I noticed him between Christopher’s feet, then he jumped up onto his leg! I died laughing. Like, bent over with my hands to my face laughing.
I kept trying to not look right at Kevin when he was reading his vows, which he mentioned that he noticed. But I was trying to not make him cry! I knew if I was staring right into his eyes the whole time he would have been a blubbering mess. He did get choked up for a hot second, and there were tears. Which was obviously adorable.
We got our pictures at the gardens, and then moved on to the limo bus. We had a great time on the bus, obviously! All day I just kept thanking my lucky stars that we had such a great group with us. Our wedding party was phenomenal–we are incredibly lucky/blessed!
The reception was practically perfect for us. I did wish I had more time to really chit-chat with everyone, because I know there were quite a few people we didn’t get a chance to talk to. But it was beautiful (we had an amazing florist!), and from what I hear everyone had a fantastic time. The food was great, the music was awesome… we just had a ton of fun.
All of the planning I did, all of the stress Kevin had from money worries, it was all well worth it. Am I itching to ever do it again? Not a chance. But, it turned out to be a great day, and all of the hard work paid off. I got to marry the man of my dreams, the sun was shining (except a little bit before the reception I guess it rained where the banquet center is, and I hear a little rain on your wedding day is good luck! not that I think we need it.
HaHa.), we had no drama to deal with personally, and we all had fun. Success!
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