Soooo...the bride never finds things out at the time they are happening because no one wants to upset her...fair 'nuf. My mom and I had worked very hard to make sure the wedding was as perfect as possible, but some things just are not in our control. My mom forked over thousands of dollars of her very hard-earned money to make my day wonderful, which it was...but some things just could have been better!! (My mom and I have discussed this many times, and we both agree).
When we ordered my bouquet and the centerpieces (well, all the flowers, really), we specifically said that we wanted NO FAKE PEARLS in any of the pieces...wellllll, guesssssss whaaaaaat (in my sarcastic voice)...my bouquet had FAKE PEARLS. My bouquet stems were supposed to be wrapped in a pretty silk-like ribbon all the way to the bottom...so NO stems were showing...hmmm...yeah...not so much. STEMS. STEMS. STEMS everywhere.
On to the wedding...so, I hear much later that my Uncle Greg (whom was doing one of the readings), was not at the church just a few minutes before the wedding was supposed to start. Apparently, my Aunt Carol had lost her earrings, and everyone in the house was helping look for them....my uncle told me he drove, like, 90 mph down I-69 trying to make it to the church on time!!! Any who, Dave, one of the groomsmen, came from the back of the church to let my mom, whom had already been seated, know that my uncle was not in the church, and that he would fill in if Uncle Greg did not make it in time. That was very generous of him! Thanks Dave!! Thankfully, Uncle Greg made it in time!! ...Aunt Carol, and cousins, on the other hand, got there just a wee bit late...but that is ok...
And then there was the weather. Good Lord above...it was just my luck that it was the world's worst weather...I realize that we chose to get married in December, but what happened to those beautiful, crisp, snow-tipped branches, with beautiful frost designs on the windows, with beautiful winter sunsets beyond the barren trees??? pshhhhh...uh, yeah right...we got giant snow flakes that turned into gray slush, sleet, and eventually (with perfect timing after the wedding) an ice storm...FREAKIN' LOVELY. Of course that meant fewer people made it to the reception than planned...which was REALLY annoying, considering my mom had paid for all of the people that didn't show up.
Speaking of the reception, guess what?? The centerpieces looked like crap!! The tables were round and big...there was supposed to pewter vases with beautiful red roses in them with lots of red rose petals sprinkled between the centerpiece and the place settings...the vases were wayyyyy too small for the tables, and there were hardly any rose petals. I was so disappointed.
After the reception we went to the hotel, Jack woke up in the middle of the night sick as a dog. He had a horrible sore throat and felt like poop. I guess it was going around because one of my bridesmaids, Sandy, had to leave early because she was so sick, too.
There are about 10 other things I could list that irritated the crap out of me, but I will keep those things in my head. Do not get me wrong, the day was lovely, but I was so glad when it was over. My advice: GO. TO. VEGAS. =)
On a final note, Jack and I were very very thankful to everyone who contributed to making our wedding day so awesome. We got amazing compliments on church decor, my dress, the food at the reception, and the cake.
The next morning, we had breakfast at the buffet. After breakfast, we had "Miller Christmas" in the meeting room! Unfortunately, this celebration was compromised because of the wedding...it was still a nice time spent with the family, though...it was also our opportunity to announce to Jack's sister, brother, and their families that we were expecting a baby...I think Linc said something to the affect of, "wow, Jack, you work fast!!!" ...pretty funny!! Now that we had overtaken the entire 2007 Christmas holiday, it was over, and time to recuperate!!!
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Monday, March 21, 2011
Soooo...the bride never finds things out at the time they are happening because no one wants to upset her...fair 'nuf. My mom and I had worked very hard to make sure the wedding was as perfect as possible, but some things just are not in our control. My mom forked over thousands of dollars of her very hard-earned money to make my day wonderful, which it was...but some things just could have been better!! (My mom and I have discussed this many times, and we both agree).
When we ordered my bouquet and the centerpieces (well, all the flowers, really), we specifically said that we wanted NO FAKE PEARLS in any of the pieces...wellllll, guesssssss whaaaaaat (in my sarcastic voice)...my bouquet had FAKE PEARLS. My bouquet stems were supposed to be wrapped in a pretty silk-like ribbon all the way to the bottom...so NO stems were showing...hmmm...yeah...not so much. STEMS. STEMS. STEMS everywhere.
On to the wedding...so, I hear much later that my Uncle Greg (whom was doing one of the readings), was not at the church just a few minutes before the wedding was supposed to start. Apparently, my Aunt Carol had lost her earrings, and everyone in the house was helping look for them....my uncle told me he drove, like, 90 mph down I-69 trying to make it to the church on time!!! Anywho, Dave, one of the groomsmen, came from the back of the church to let my mom, whom had already been seated, know that my uncle was not in the church, and that he would fill in if Uncle Greg did not make it in time. That was very generous of him! Thanks Dave!! Thankfully, Uncle Greg made it in time!! ...Aunt Carol, and cousins, on the other hand, got there just a wee bit late...but that is ok...
And then there was the weather. Good Lord above...it was just my luck that it was the world's worst weather...I realize that we chose to get married in December, but what happened to those beautiful
When we ordered my bouquet and the centerpieces (well, all the flowers, really), we specifically said that we wanted NO FAKE PEARLS in any of the pieces...wellllll, guesssssss whaaaaaat (in my sarcastic voice)...my bouquet had FAKE PEARLS. My bouquet stems were supposed to be wrapped in a pretty silk-like ribbon all the way to the bottom...so NO stems were showing...hmmm...yeah...not so much. STEMS. STEMS. STEMS everywhere.
On to the wedding...so, I hear much later that my Uncle Greg (whom was doing one of the readings), was not at the church just a few minutes before the wedding was supposed to start. Apparently, my Aunt Carol had lost her earrings, and everyone in the house was helping look for them....my uncle told me he drove, like, 90 mph down I-69 trying to make it to the church on time!!! Anywho, Dave, one of the groomsmen, came from the back of the church to let my mom, whom had already been seated, know that my uncle was not in the church, and that he would fill in if Uncle Greg did not make it in time. That was very generous of him! Thanks Dave!! Thankfully, Uncle Greg made it in time!! ...Aunt Carol, and cousins, on the other hand, got there just a wee bit late...but that is ok...
And then there was the weather. Good Lord above...it was just my luck that it was the world's worst weather...I realize that we chose to get married in December, but what happened to those beautiful
Monday, March 7, 2011
The Wedding...Finally!
As my dad and I stood in the back of the church I grew up in, the sound of the violins, cello, and viola filled my heart with happiness. The piece I chose for my wedding march was Canon in D by Pachabel. I realize it is a fairly popular song for this event, but I wanted it to be my own.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6wpPk8qk3uQ
My girls walked down the aisle as the snow/sleet/rain came down! My dad and I got our queue. It was time. Unfortunately, we walked down the aisle way too fast!!! When you are in the moment, it is hard to actually know what you are doing!! We got to the front of the church, all was well. My dad gave me away. When it was time for Jack and I to take our seats, there was a small problem...I hadn't sat down in my dress...holy SH!!!T...things were a lil tight!!! WOW...hadn't really thought about that before.
The person we chose to marry us was Deacon Rod Amon. He was a good friend of my dad's and I felt confident that he would do a good job. When we met him at the alter, he couldn't remember his lines!! It was really funny...
Even though it was a Catholic wedding, we decided on a wedding without communion. Jack isn't Catholic, and since it was an option, we decided it would cut down on time. It ended up being a good decision because the weather was going from bad to worse.
After the wedding, there were more pictures...then it was off to the reception. When we got to the reception, safely, we had to wait and wait and wait for the photographer (the ass) to set up his stuff before we could make our entrance. It was so annoying...the entire wedding party was so ready to go and get some drinks and appetizers.
Finally after what seemed like 30+ minutes, we were announced...our entrance song was 'Welcome to the Jungle' by Guns 'N Roses!!! The old people didn't know what to think!! Soon after, Jack's best man, Al, gave a really funny speech. His original speech was to include stories of when Jack's mom used to bring all of her special needs kids to cheer Jack on at his baseball games, and it embarrassed the crap out of Jack...but I asked him to curb the special needs stories...there would be guests there with special needs family members, and I didn't want them to be offended. The same night I asked him NOT to give the 'special needs kids' speech, I asked him to be sure to double check Jack for goobers, boogers, hairs out of place, gunk in his teeth, or anything else that would embarrass me...GUESS WHAT AL'S SPEECH WAS ABOUT????? Yep, that's right...goobers, boogers, hairs out of place, and gunk in his teeth...I could have killed him...in a funny way, that is...
The food at our reception was awesome. We had chosen a chicken marsala, prime rib, salad, honey-glazed carrots, roasted red potatoes, and fabulous rolls.
We danced our first dance together to 'Annie's Song' by John Denver. We both liked that song so much. Most people probably don't even know the song, but it was perfect for us.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C21G2OkHEYo&feature=related
The reception moved right along...it was time to cut the cake!! The DJ played that horrible song from the TV show 'Married With Children' for our cake cutting song...It was not the song we had chosen, but oh well.
When it was time to toss the bouquet, a couple of things happened...we couldn't find the 'tossable' bouquet anywhere....everyone knows you don't toss the bouquet you walk down the aisle with, it's too heavy...so the florist usually makes a separate bouquet to toss...it was LOST!! Finally, after looking high and low, and asking all the workers, they said it had been placed on the cake table........OH. OK. DUH. So, anyway, everything was set, all the single ladies were ready to catch the flowers that I was about to throw. As I get ready to throw them, and live up a moment that can NEVER be re-lived, and with everyone watching me...I throw the flowers..............right into a chandelier...you know, the upside-down kind that catch all the bugs and dust??? ...and bouquets?????? UGHHHHHHHHHHH!!! I was so mad!!! Everyone else thought it was hilarious!! I was embarrassed...the only time I will ever get a chance to do this, I screw it up!!!
I ended up tossing a bridesmaids bouquet, and thank God, my sister caught it...there were little girls out there who could have been stabbed by the flowers...
Rick, my cousin Chrissy's boyfriend, caught the garter!! Guess what?? They got married 10-10-10!!! Yay for my wedding!!!
The reception was finally over and it was time to pack up and go to the Holiday Inn Express across the road. My cousin, Bob, helped take our stuff in because it was raining...what a nice guy!! He parked our car for us, too!
The rest of the night is history! =))
The Day Before And The Morning Of The Wedding
So, the day before the wedding was, of course, super busy. We had friends and family flying/driving in from everywhere. We had the ultra sound. We had the rehearsal. Then, we had the rehearsal dinner.
The ultra sound proved to be a very exciting and emotional experience. I am sure it is for most parents. We just couldn't believe we had created a life inside of me. The baby was seemingly good. There was enough fluid, enough heart beats, etc. The pictures were incredible.
Because the ultra sound and my friends' flight arrival were at the same time, my sister offered to pick up one of my bridesmaids, Sarah, from the airport. We met her for "drinks" after....of course, I had water =( haha.
We brought Sarah back to the apartment, got her settled in...then it was already time to start getting ready for the rehearsal. The rehearsal was uneventful...everyone showed up, that was supposed to. Jack had decided long ago that he wanted to do beer and pizza for our rehearsal dinner. We trekked out to Johnny's Pizzeria in Fenton. The set us up a little buffet of pizza, salad, and bread sticks. Not exactly the worlds classiest rehearsal dinner, but it was yummy.
I decided to tell my best friend, Lindsay, who was 5 months pregnant with her son Brody, that I was expecting. I pulled her aside in the bathroom and told her. She seemed to be pretty shocked...and excited, I think.
The end of the night came quickly. Jack was staying the night at Al's...his best man's house. Sarah came home with me. It was going to be an early morning, we had to start with hair at about 8am.
Cassie, my future mother-in-law, was meeting Sarah and I at the apartment on wedding day. She was coming with us to get her hair done, too!
It is truly amazing how fast time goes by when you HAVE to be somewhere at a very specific time. Amy, my sort-of cousin and hair dresser, did Lindsay's hair, Sarah's hair, Cassie's hair, and my hair. At Amy's salon, there is a little massage therapy room right off the main salon room. When there is a massage in progress, it is asked of the patrons to keep it down so the person getting the massage can relax...fair enough. Sarah didn't realize that...all of a sudden she started screaming because she saw GIANT snowflakes!!! She was so excited!!! ....being from the south, she hadn't seen snow in a really long time!! It was so funny!! The rest of us were disappointed that it was snowing...
My sister, Catherine came from her hair dresser's to Amy's to chill with us...she had her hair and makeup done there!! She looked sooo pretty!!
Then we were done, and had to get to the church to apply makeup and get dressed...holy crap...time was flying. I was getting MARRIED in a couple of hours! People kept asking if I was nervous...HELL NO!!! My thought process was, if you are nervous about who you are marrying, then maybe, just maybe, you should re-think who you are marrying...
Right after we were done getting ready, and BEFORE the wedding we had to get some pictures done...let me just say, I DID NOT LIKE THIS. My photographer turned out to be kind of an ass. The end-result was nice, but he was like the wedding photographer Nazi. No personality, no sense of humor or fun, no leniency...If I were really mean, I would post his name in my blog, but I am too nice for that. ;))
Before I knew it, I was in my dad's office, he was putting a penny in my shoe for good luck, we were lining up to get our flowers (which were NOT what my mom and I ordered), and got into the back of the church, where I could hear the quartet's beautiful notes...
The ultra sound proved to be a very exciting and emotional experience. I am sure it is for most parents. We just couldn't believe we had created a life inside of me. The baby was seemingly good. There was enough fluid, enough heart beats, etc. The pictures were incredible.
Because the ultra sound and my friends' flight arrival were at the same time, my sister offered to pick up one of my bridesmaids, Sarah, from the airport. We met her for "drinks" after....of course, I had water =( haha.
We brought Sarah back to the apartment, got her settled in...then it was already time to start getting ready for the rehearsal. The rehearsal was uneventful...everyone showed up, that was supposed to. Jack had decided long ago that he wanted to do beer and pizza for our rehearsal dinner. We trekked out to Johnny's Pizzeria in Fenton. The set us up a little buffet of pizza, salad, and bread sticks. Not exactly the worlds classiest rehearsal dinner, but it was yummy.
I decided to tell my best friend, Lindsay, who was 5 months pregnant with her son Brody, that I was expecting. I pulled her aside in the bathroom and told her. She seemed to be pretty shocked...and excited, I think.
The end of the night came quickly. Jack was staying the night at Al's...his best man's house. Sarah came home with me. It was going to be an early morning, we had to start with hair at about 8am.
Cassie, my future mother-in-law, was meeting Sarah and I at the apartment on wedding day. She was coming with us to get her hair done, too!
It is truly amazing how fast time goes by when you HAVE to be somewhere at a very specific time. Amy, my sort-of cousin and hair dresser, did Lindsay's hair, Sarah's hair, Cassie's hair, and my hair. At Amy's salon, there is a little massage therapy room right off the main salon room. When there is a massage in progress, it is asked of the patrons to keep it down so the person getting the massage can relax...fair enough. Sarah didn't realize that...all of a sudden she started screaming because she saw GIANT snowflakes!!! She was so excited!!! ....being from the south, she hadn't seen snow in a really long time!! It was so funny!! The rest of us were disappointed that it was snowing...
My sister, Catherine came from her hair dresser's to Amy's to chill with us...she had her hair and makeup done there!! She looked sooo pretty!!
Then we were done, and had to get to the church to apply makeup and get dressed...holy crap...time was flying. I was getting MARRIED in a couple of hours! People kept asking if I was nervous...HELL NO!!! My thought process was, if you are nervous about who you are marrying, then maybe, just maybe, you should re-think who you are marrying...
Right after we were done getting ready, and BEFORE the wedding we had to get some pictures done...let me just say, I DID NOT LIKE THIS. My photographer turned out to be kind of an ass. The end-result was nice, but he was like the wedding photographer Nazi. No personality, no sense of humor or fun, no leniency...If I were really mean, I would post his name in my blog, but I am too nice for that. ;))
Before I knew it, I was in my dad's office, he was putting a penny in my shoe for good luck, we were lining up to get our flowers (which were NOT what my mom and I ordered), and got into the back of the church, where I could hear the quartet's beautiful notes...
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