Wedding Day

So as I last post I had two months to go, I will say that I found the best wedding planner in the world. I mean this woman was a god sent. She helped me with absolutely everything. She was there at my wedding and made sure that my day was perfect. I am going to post about the baccalaureate fun in another post, my family and friends all flew from out of state (seeing that i'm from California) and were here for a week. So great times that was.

So anyway wedding day, I think I was more nervous than ever, and people that know me know that I am not the type to show emotion or be emotional over much of anything. But on this day I was so over whelmed with all the love of those that surrounded me I couldn't help but be in tears. My best friends for the past 27-13 years were with me and I was marrying the man of my dreams.

The guys were late to arrive and of course no wedding is perfect, I had guest sitting in areas that they were not suppose to, people trying to sneak in and see me in my dress (which no one other than my mother, the store and I had seen on me) I had the kids that were in my wedding playing and attempting to get dirty, and I had my pastor looking for a way to get down to the water. It was a mess.

The one thing that I learned through out this entire experience is that the day is not going to be perfect no matter what you do, no matter what amount of money you spend, no matter if angels from the lord are sent down. But the only thing that matters is you and your future mate.

So we planned on 6pm but didn't actually get started till about 6:35 but as I said that was partly due to the guys showing up late, my pastor needing instruction, people sitting in areas that they were not suppose to sit in, and the children running around.

We did rehearsal the day before and thankfully everyone did as they were suppose to do. I was standing at the top of the stairs and my oldest son (6yrs) walked me down the stairs. I could see the tears running down peoples faces. They were so amazed, (we keep it a secret as to who was walking me). I was so nervous that I had my eyes locked on my fiance. I couldn't hear, see, feel anything but him. He started to cry and so did I. I finally got to the end of the isle, and my son handed me off and sat with family.

We had a very traditional ceremony, we repeated after the pastor in which we didn't plan, but at that moment we would have both been mumbling due to nerves, so it was best to repeat. We kissed, and completely forgot to do our sand ceremony, (which really didn't matter after) and walked down the isle as husband and wife.

Our reception was right after pictures, and in the same place which made it so much easier on us and our guest. We had a small fruit cocktail  hour while we took pictures, something to snack on but not fill up, and that way our guest didn't just stand there waiting on us to take pictures.

Then to our reception.

The girls we announced to their own song, and so were the guys. (whom also almost got into a fist fight waiting to be announced, long story)

Once they all walked out me and my husband came in from separate doors and meet in the middle of the dance floor, and went straight into our first dance.

It was great, we felt lets get that out of the way so that I could eat, change and party.

The food was great, the people were great, the groomsmen paid for our open bar, (which wasn't much split between 4) and we partied the night away.

All in all there were many things that did not go as planned, and there were things that happened that we didn't plan, but at the end of the night I was a Mrs. and I was the happiest woman in the world.