There is no way in HELL I will be able to tell you about my wedding in any coherent way on here. The story is way too long to tell on a blog and I'm not going to subject y'all to a book. But here's a list of important thoughts regarding that momentous occasion:
1) My hairdresser is crazy. I forgot this until 10pm the night before the wedding when he called me to tell me that he wasn't sure how he was getting up to Julian but that he would be there for sure, and by the way, what's the latest he could get there? This was followed by a phone call at 11pm, during which he told me he would be there at 10am but his ride needed to be back in Del Mar by 1:30pm, so he'd have to work fast. He got there, eventually, and my hair did look fabulous. I apologize for any holes in the ozone layer we may have created by using gallons of hairspray to hold it up through my 3pm wedding.
2) We (mom, LoLo, Beth, Kris, and Kevin's mom) spent 3 hours the night before surrounded by piles of foliage, filler and flowers. They were all wrangled into centerpieces and bouquets and corsages and boutennaires, and somehow three bottles of wine disappeared while doing so. Well, the flowers still looked nice and that's all that counted.
3) In addition to the hairdresser debacle, the iPod froze, the cake wasn't there, the carriage was late and the wedding was starting in 30 minutes. But then our photographer fixed the iPod, the cake got there, and the wedding started only 10 minutes late. I truly believe that having so many people all over the world wishing us well (thank you, Internets!) helped make our day go perfectly despite the issues. No one will ever convince me otherwise.
4) We did our formal pictures in a field full of burned out trees. Seriously. Except for the ones we took in town, which prompted some crazy old lady to say "Hey look, Spanish!" upon seeing Kevin's kilt. Wackaloon, that one. You can see a few shots from our photographers on their blog. Between them and the friend who did the pictures in the slide show, and my camera and my uncle's camera and my mom's boss' camera and the 20 other digital cameras that were there, there are roughly a gajillion pictures of us out there. I posted some more candids in the Flickr account if you want to see them.
5) Kevin looked hot in his kilt. Seriously. And I looked like a pretty princess with big boobies that people kept grabbing. At one point, my friend grabbed my boobs right as my boss looked over at me. Hee-larious.
6) The ceremony just flew by. Like ZOOM! Whoosh, you're married! I want to get a copy of the vows from Kathryn, because they were awesome and made me start crying. Which was when Kathryn told me to stop crying because it was making her cry.
7) There were a lot of tears that day. What really surprised me was the way people reacted the first time they saw me all put together with the dress and the veil and the makeup and the jewelry. They all gasped a little and started to tear up. Even Missi.
8) I love my husband an awful lot. I know that some people think it's just a piece of paper, and maybe for them it was. But getting to stand in front of all those people who love us and support us and were just there and happy for us made things...different. I can't tell you how it's different or why it's different but it is. He's mine, and I'm his, in the eyes of the law and the eyes of all the people who were there for us that day.
9) Man, I am glad that we kept the guest list small. As it is, I still feel like I didn't get to talk to everyone as much as I wanted to. But we did get to talk to everyone for at least a few minutes (at least those people who bothered to stay until at least the toasts) (but that's another story for another day), and in the end it felt like just another party. Our friends all got along really well, and we already have plans for a group of us to get together soon. There weren't any hookups, although Kris did spend an hour flirting with my gay boyfriend Spike (because Spike will flirt with anyone, which totally tricked her).
10) The food was really, really good. There were these stuffed mushrooms which were AWESOME, and I totally macked on a plate of leftover ones that night after everyone left. And the chicken was perfect, the stroganoff got rave reviews and the cake. Oh my GOD, the cake. My friend made the cake for a huge discount (we basically $1/slice), which would have cost us at least $600 at the bakery we liked best. Top and bottom layers were a chocolate cake layered with chocolate ganache and chocolate mousse, iced with buttercream frosting. Middle layer was a Meyer lemon cake layered with lemon cream cheese frosting and iced with the same frosting. The whole thing was covered in hand rolled fondant and looked like something out of a Dr. Seuss book. It was awesome.
11) The almond champagne from Wilson Creek Winery was a huge hit. People who didn't like champagne were drinking it and loving it. I myself did not drink any champagne, even though I too adore Wilson Creek champagne. I decided not to drink anything that day because I didn't want to have alcohol flush in all my pictures. What's funny is that even without drinking a damn thing other than Diet Coke, water and apple cider all day, I still felt that drunken giddiness. Apparently, getting married offers a natural high. Who knew?
12) My something old, borrowed and blue was a ring that my grandmother gave my mother when she was 12. My something new was everything else, and both the bouquet I carried and the broom we used in the ceremony had lace from my mother's wedding dress wrapped around them. It was really important to me to carry part of my mom and grandma with me.
13) People are really too generous. We have got SO MUCH STUFF now, and most of our old crappy stuff has been replaced with new, awesome stuff that will last us for years instead of months. It's like we're grown-ups or something.
14) The honeymoon was awesome. Everyone should go to Costa Rica. EVERYONE. But not when we go. I'll write more about that later though, because this is long enough as it is.
1) My hairdresser is crazy. I forgot this until 10pm the night before the wedding when he called me to tell me that he wasn't sure how he was getting up to Julian but that he would be there for sure, and by the way, what's the latest he could get there? This was followed by a phone call at 11pm, during which he told me he would be there at 10am but his ride needed to be back in Del Mar by 1:30pm, so he'd have to work fast. He got there, eventually, and my hair did look fabulous. I apologize for any holes in the ozone layer we may have created by using gallons of hairspray to hold it up through my 3pm wedding.
2) We (mom, LoLo, Beth, Kris, and Kevin's mom) spent 3 hours the night before surrounded by piles of foliage, filler and flowers. They were all wrangled into centerpieces and bouquets and corsages and boutennaires, and somehow three bottles of wine disappeared while doing so. Well, the flowers still looked nice and that's all that counted.
3) In addition to the hairdresser debacle, the iPod froze, the cake wasn't there, the carriage was late and the wedding was starting in 30 minutes. But then our photographer fixed the iPod, the cake got there, and the wedding started only 10 minutes late. I truly believe that having so many people all over the world wishing us well (thank you, Internets!) helped make our day go perfectly despite the issues. No one will ever convince me otherwise.
4) We did our formal pictures in a field full of burned out trees. Seriously. Except for the ones we took in town, which prompted some crazy old lady to say "Hey look, Spanish!" upon seeing Kevin's kilt. Wackaloon, that one. You can see a few shots from our photographers on their blog. Between them and the friend who did the pictures in the slide show, and my camera and my uncle's camera and my mom's boss' camera and the 20 other digital cameras that were there, there are roughly a gajillion pictures of us out there. I posted some more candids in the Flickr account if you want to see them.
5) Kevin looked hot in his kilt. Seriously. And I looked like a pretty princess with big boobies that people kept grabbing. At one point, my friend grabbed my boobs right as my boss looked over at me. Hee-larious.
6) The ceremony just flew by. Like ZOOM! Whoosh, you're married! I want to get a copy of the vows from Kathryn, because they were awesome and made me start crying. Which was when Kathryn told me to stop crying because it was making her cry.
7) There were a lot of tears that day. What really surprised me was the way people reacted the first time they saw me all put together with the dress and the veil and the makeup and the jewelry. They all gasped a little and started to tear up. Even Missi.
8) I love my husband an awful lot. I know that some people think it's just a piece of paper, and maybe for them it was. But getting to stand in front of all those people who love us and support us and were just there and happy for us made things...different. I can't tell you how it's different or why it's different but it is. He's mine, and I'm his, in the eyes of the law and the eyes of all the people who were there for us that day.
9) Man, I am glad that we kept the guest list small. As it is, I still feel like I didn't get to talk to everyone as much as I wanted to. But we did get to talk to everyone for at least a few minutes (at least those people who bothered to stay until at least the toasts) (but that's another story for another day), and in the end it felt like just another party. Our friends all got along really well, and we already have plans for a group of us to get together soon. There weren't any hookups, although Kris did spend an hour flirting with my gay boyfriend Spike (because Spike will flirt with anyone, which totally tricked her).
10) The food was really, really good. There were these stuffed mushrooms which were AWESOME, and I totally macked on a plate of leftover ones that night after everyone left. And the chicken was perfect, the stroganoff got rave reviews and the cake. Oh my GOD, the cake. My friend made the cake for a huge discount (we basically $1/slice), which would have cost us at least $600 at the bakery we liked best. Top and bottom layers were a chocolate cake layered with chocolate ganache and chocolate mousse, iced with buttercream frosting. Middle layer was a Meyer lemon cake layered with lemon cream cheese frosting and iced with the same frosting. The whole thing was covered in hand rolled fondant and looked like something out of a Dr. Seuss book. It was awesome.
11) The almond champagne from Wilson Creek Winery was a huge hit. People who didn't like champagne were drinking it and loving it. I myself did not drink any champagne, even though I too adore Wilson Creek champagne. I decided not to drink anything that day because I didn't want to have alcohol flush in all my pictures. What's funny is that even without drinking a damn thing other than Diet Coke, water and apple cider all day, I still felt that drunken giddiness. Apparently, getting married offers a natural high. Who knew?
12) My something old, borrowed and blue was a ring that my grandmother gave my mother when she was 12. My something new was everything else, and both the bouquet I carried and the broom we used in the ceremony had lace from my mother's wedding dress wrapped around them. It was really important to me to carry part of my mom and grandma with me.
13) People are really too generous. We have got SO MUCH STUFF now, and most of our old crappy stuff has been replaced with new, awesome stuff that will last us for years instead of months. It's like we're grown-ups or something.
14) The honeymoon was awesome. Everyone should go to Costa Rica. EVERYONE. But not when we go. I'll write more about that later though, because this is long enough as it is.
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