(MY FAVORTIE PICTURE OF MY HUSBAND AND I.)
Nine years ago this weekend my husband and I got married. Fourteen years ago this weekend my husband and I officially were boyfriend/girlfriend. As we like to say… forever. As in it has been forever that we have been together. This is often accompanied with eye rolling. I love my husband very much. Thank you Max for putting up with me all fourteen years we have been together. I know I am a pain in the ass. I love you.
The day started out with our family setting up all the wedding stuff up the canyon. I am very thankful for all my friends and family that helped out with this. If I could do my wedding over again EVERYTHING would have been done by professionals and I wouldn’t have had to do anything. Anyways, it all got done and it was fine.
(MY FAVORTIE PICTURE EVER OF MY MOM AND DAD. LOOK AT THEIR SMILES.)
Then came getting ready. Have any of you ever been to a wedding where the bride drives the drunk bridesmaids to the wedding? Neither had I. Until my wedding that is. Yes, Jess and Al were drunk. /cough /cough Unfortunately for me I was pregnant. Thus… not drunk. I blame Karma for this. In the five years I dated my husband I told anyone who asked when we were going to get married that we would get married when I got knocked up. Karma.
We arrived up the canyon and I had a few bridal pictures taken. Then it was time to line up. Jess is still pissed that my now sister-in-law walked her down the aisle. I just think it is cute. I almost just forgot to mention that we walked down the aisle to Star Wars. Yep, that was our wedding march. If you haven’t figured out by now… I am a GEEK.
As I mentioned before… Jess and Al were bridesmaids. I chose the color black for their attire and just told them to wear whatever. I really didn’t care what type of dress they wore, just make it black. They did fabulous! I did have Jess and Al wear Doc Martins. I did too.
(YES WE ACTUALLY WORE THESE SHOES.)
(MY WEDDING PARTY. THE LATE RACHEL, MYSELF, JESS, AL, AND CHLOE.)
(I’VE ALREADY GOT JESS BACK FOR GETTING MY CAR.)
Oh, and the toast you ask? Jess and Al did a drunk toast. Lucky me. I was sooooo embarassed. It was all about how they were glad I got knocked up so we would FINALLY get married. Too bad some members of Max’s extended family didn’t know I was pregnant. Surprise! I will get them back for this one day. I swear I will.
In all reality I got married two months prior to my “wedding.” In the front room of Rachel’s, my maid of honor, parents house. You see, her dad was a bishop and could marry us. You could say we eloped, but both of our parents were there. So were the maid of honor, the best man and our flower girl. We kept this a secret until after we had our “ceremony” for everyone else. Here is a picture of our flower girl Chloe, her grandmother, and her grandfather who married us.
(CHLOE AND HER GRANDPARENTS AND MY HUSBAND AND I THEN.)
Last night I was at the wedding of Chloe’s father, who was our best man. If you didn’t catch it earlier I mentioned previously that Rachel died. It was around 5-6 years ago. I really can’t talk about it, but I am still angry. Anyways, Chloe’s father got married again last night. In the event that he ever reads this post, I just want to tell him again how happy we are for him. My husband was the best man, and he choked up on his toast last night. It happened when he told Chloe how happy he was for her. I can’t even tell you how many times I cried yesterday. I swear I was almost crying the entire time. Here is a picture of my husband and I from last night. You can see Chloe nine years later. Yes, those are her grandparents. The same picture nine years later! I should mention I am very glad that Chloe is still shorter than I am. If only by an inch or two.
(CHLOE AND HER GRANDPARENTS AND MY HUSBAND AND I LAST NIGHT.)
The other day I got to go to Pickleville Playhouse to see the musical Thoroughly Modern Millie. My friend Loralle has the part of Muzzy and did just amazing. Every time I hear her sing I cry. This time was NO exception.
