Friday, October 09, 2009

Let’s Reminisce: The Wedding

Can you believe it's been almost two months since the big ol' wedding? Yes, now I'm just old and married. It is good times though, and less stressful than say... planning a wedding. Am I right?

Of course I am.

In the confusion and craziness of the pre-ceremony wedding day preparation, MM's running/triathlon buddy and groomsman D managed to get his hands on my phone and used the opportunity to text MM the following: I can't do it. I'm sorry. I'm running away with D.

My sister Sarah, the maid of honor laces up the back of my dress.

The bridesmaids (from left to right): Anastasia, @, Kelley, Sarah, and running buddy Meg.

MM escorts his mom down the aisle. Our wedding was outdoors at Rabbit Run Inn, a bed and breakfast in Sawyer Michigan.

The infamous Lars, my sister's significant other, stepped in and saved the day when I dropped the ball (hell, I didn't even pick up the ball) on ceremony music. As you can see, the weather was touch and go. I managed to not have a meltdown, and we all went with the flow. Notice that the piano is partially covered by a tarp.

With the help of her significant other (and a little bit of editing from yours truly), @ wrote our "Couples Story," which she read during the ceremony. It was a big hit with the audience. Really the entire ceremony was perfect. Our officiant, a woman, had a sort of Unitarian/everything-but-the-kitchen-sink religious/spiritual background, and she was fantastic. Her advice and the various parts of the ceremony MM and I chose were extremely heartfelt, but also very practical and realistic about the meaning of marriage. I'm so glad we went this route instead of forcing an overtly religious ceremony to fit our pretty much non-religious ideals and lifestyle. This was definitely more meaningful for us.

And then it really started raining. The wedding party went into the gazebo and everyone else put up their umbrellas. People were good sports about it.

It's official. He's stuck with me.

After the ceremony, prior to the reception, we had wine and cheese at the Rabbit Run Inn. Since the weather was still touch and go, we all crowded into the house. It was tight, but it worked.

The wine.

The cheese.

Running buddy Lindy (who finished the Chicago Marathon on Sunday btw) is an amazing baker. If you ever need cookies for any reason, you need to order from her. These are the most amazing sugar cookies ever.

Sarah and MM's best man both gave hilarious and sweet speeches. I believe this is the reaction to MM's best man's slightly inappropriate joke. It was just enough to get the crowd going without going to far. Hilarious stuff people. Photo credit.

The dining room at Soe Cafe.

We did our first dance to Winter Song, which was a little weird considering it was August and the song is technically a holiday tune. However, it's beautiful, and MM and I struggled to come up with something to dance to. Once we found this song, we went with it. Photo credit.

This is my mom who appears to be at a funeral, but no! She is just watching our first dance. This is one of my favorite photos. I laugh every time I see it, which I think makes me a horrible daughter.

And then things got a little crazy. Oh yes, I probably should have put down the wine glass at some point in the evening, but I failed to do so. No matter, it was great fun. By the time the DJ announced the last song (which was Outkast's Hey Ya), the dance floor--the restaurant's screened in porch--was packed and people were "shaking it" like their lives depended on it. Which is, of course, exactly what I wanted.

My only regrets are that I did not stand up straighter during the day (mom was right... damnit!) and that we didn't have the party go a little bit longer. Last call was at 11pm, it felt like we had just gotten there. I think those are OK "regrets."

Other than that, if I had had a vision of my perfect wedding when I started this madness, this would have been it. I'm so glad we took a chance and chose some non-traditional venues and moved the wedding from Chicago to Sawyer. I'm thrilled with the way everything turned out: from wedding dress #3 to the colors, the flowers, the music, and the food to the fact that we paid extra to bring the DJ and the officiant from Chicago (totally the right call). And of course there was our wonderful friends and family who showed up to celebrate. My wedding party was fantastic and several other friends pitched in to make sure the day went smoothly. I realize that I am really lucky to have so many fantastic friends in my life, some who I've known for a decade or two, some who I've met in the last couple years.

Our wedding was expensive--basically every wedding that goes beyond a courthouse is--but in my opinion, it was worth every penny. This, I imagine, is probably how you should feel after something like this. Buyer's remorse is no fun. If you're going to do it, set a budget, do your best to stay in that budget and then just go with it. I am so glad we did what we could to make this special. We made some serious budget conscious decisions that turned out fantastic, and we made some not-so-budget-conscious decisions that turned out fantastic. It's all about balance.

When we dropped off my sister and Lars at O'Hare the next day, I cried to MM the whole way home. I had kept it together for three days, and I never realized until it was happening that my wedding was probably the only time in my life that I will have all my people--friends and family--together in one place happy and celebrating.

That's the downside to all this. On one hand it's a relief that it's over and you can go back to "normal" life, but it's sad to know that it will never happen again. I think some brides struggle far more than I did with post-wedding blues. But it was a little bit depressing for a couple of days (a few days in Mexico usually helps cure this, I'm told).

You have to move on, and MM and I have, possibly because we had no choice: He's got a new job at work; I'm in school and still settling into my new position; We're trying to balance our hobbies, our friends, work and school, and the desire to watch television. Maybe that's just me. Anyway, life moves forward, and MM and I have a lot of good times in front of us. We're lucky we're going to get to experience it together.


5 comments:

Roisin said...

You look STUNNING. Simply beautiful. It looked like a wonderful, classy event that went down the way the two of you wanted, and that's the most important thing. I think you did right with the ceremony and totally agree that there's no sense in forcing an overtly religious tone if that's not your thing. Brava!

Lindy said...

Awwwwwwwww, lovely post by a lovely bride. And great pics. (I think the one of your mom crying is funny too, BTW)

And here's a link to the world's best salsa, found in the store next door:

http://www.sweetfiresalsa.com/

Sweet Glory!

Jaime said...

OMG you looked beautiful, and that picture with the umbrellas makes me want it to rain on my wedding day.

Do you have a link to more pictures???

Gretta said...

Beautiful photos, and you looked fantastic! Lars and his keyboarding will always remind me a little of Friends' Ross and HIS keyboarding, but glad he could pitch in to help.

Looking forward to the NEXT wedding!!!

Kendra said...

Blake and I had a great time at the wedding - thanks for having us!