Anyways, first of all, whatthebejeejaholyheckin' whaaaaaaat? It's really been two whole months since our wedding? I think back to when I was two months out and feeling like the wedding was still forever away and now these past two months since have flown right by in the blink of an eye (and it ain't no lie, ...Heehee, I'm a poet and I know it.)
Craziness, right? But I have to say. I totally thought I would be really sad once the wedding was over and assumed I would have a mild case of post-wedding depression, because I'm an emotional basketcase and cry at those Mastercard "Priceless" commercials, so obviously one would think I'd be a complete mess when something as major as my wedding was over. But...I'm not. Which is a relief, because the last thing my friends need after listening to me obsess over planning the wedding for over a year would be to listen to me obsess about all the silly things that went wrong. Same thing goes for my mom (and cousin, and grandma and co-workers and...You get the point.)
But truthfully, I am still bitter about the weather. Do you know that there have been exactly eight Saturdays since my wedding and the weather in my hometown has been freakin' gorgeous for every single one? I know because I've asked my mother about each and every one, refusing to believe that my wedding day will be the only rainy Saturday of the entire summer. But that's what it's shaping up to look like...
And yes, I may have shed a tear or two when I saw this photo:
And no, I didn't cry because I was so happy for Chelsea (although there may have been a smidge of nostalgia) but mostly for that beautiful, sunset glow behind them, maker of the most beautiful. wedding photos. ever. I love my pro pics to pieces (more on them below) but I had my heart set on a photo like the one above and now it shall never be. Tear (cue sad violin music here...)
I mean, I did want my wedding to be memorable, which it certainly was. And our guests certainly did drink and dance with a mild reckless abandon, thanks to the rain (When your feet are sitting in two inches of mud, your hair's a frizzy, pony-tailed mess and you're holding the blackened hem of your wet wedding dress up in one hand, there's not much else to do but chug a Jack and Coke and get your butt out on the dance floor.)
Also, you know what ended up being one of my absolute favorite things about the wedding? The music. There are so many songs on my iPod now that instantly take me back to some wonderful moments with just the first few strains (it's pretty much impossible for me to hear "In My Life" without tearing up now.)
Plus, the band rocked it OUT. We told them we loved The Beatles and they went to town, playing so many awesome songs that someone commented during "Obla Di, Obla Da" (life goes on!) to Mr TM what a great idea the Beatles cover band was. Which is funny because they are not a Beatles' cover-band, just specialize in songs from the 60's and 70's. It was super-duper good clean fun for all ages and I think the majority of folks enjoyed the musical selection...Whenever I think of our wedding, the soundtrack is one of the things that makes me smile.
And finally, I have our pro-pics but I'm holding out on you guys just a little while longer, for a few reasons, but mostly because I'm a big ol' selfish meanie-head and just not quite ready to share...I'll get over it soon but I just need a little more time pouring over them because honestly, I'm totally obsessed.
But just for fun and because you made it this far. I'll give you one little teensy sneak peak of The Kiss...
I loved this moment and I love this photo. Thank you, Kelly, for capturing it so beautifully.
June brides, how are you feeling? Recovered from your wedding yet? Basking in the glory of your pro pics? Anyone else still mulling over a few snags or mishaps?