Except a husband sleeping in my bed. I guess that counts.
07.20.2012 began like most other days...pshaw! Please. I didn't have to work and I had 6 extra bodies in the house...not to mention a wedding in the evening. My wedding. The day was far from typical. I fought consciousness as long as I could before popping off my pillow at 7:09. Text from the Gregroom.
"I woke up at 5:30...couldn't sleep."
Ha! I thought to myself. Usually the Gregroom is calm while I stress. I felt like lazily sleeping in until 7 was a victory of sorts.
"I just woke up...could have slept longer but there's a lot to do... :-P"
"You better not be having second thoughts...!" I later teased.
My wedding day couldn't start with anything less than a run with my sisters. Oh, and Steffer, too...HUGE SURPRISE. But more on that another time.
Then there was the mad shower rush. Seven, wait, eight bodies all clamoring to be clean and ready at the same time. And one bathroom. I think I got all of 6 minutes of it to myself. Actually kind of fun, since it doesn't happen everyday!
Simultaneously and unbeknownst to me, the Kyoo dad was "editing" my Netflix account. And by editing my Netflix account I mean he was rating every military and historical documentary known to man with 5 stars. Never again will my "Suggested for you:" be remotely accurate...
This isn't his most devious of grins...but you get the point. Kyoo dad...
Also, check out the Dylan head growing from his shoulder!
Speaking of Dylan...she hated me.
Let's take a quick moment to zoom in on the Smilsister. Doesn't she look so perfectly bright and happy in that dress??
She wasn't.
It was discovered that she hates the color yellow. Unfortunately this was discovered after she was slated to wear the yellow dress. Let me just point out that this is the same dress that I wore to my friend Steffer's wedding not two months ago and had a great time in. Very comfy and light. And remember how she's got that nice, tanned skin?
She looks great in yellow.
But subsequently it became a topic worthy of stomping and yelling and dare I say threatenings? I was on the recipient end of those threatenings...most of which revolved around her plotting revenge for her own wedding. <--note to self, do not let Dylan in on least favorite colors...
I still don't think it was that bad!
Most of the pre-wedding day activities were documented with the Steffer camera...how I hope to one day hold those pictures in my hand! So we'll skip over the details from about 10am until 5pm.
WAIT.
I almost died.
A ladder tried to kill me on my wedding day! This needs to be shared now.
There I was, driving around in the Caspercar, picking up flowers and buying hair pretties, when a ladder almost struck me dead on the Interstate. It done fell off of the truck in front of me and came skidding towards my innocent little Caspercar! In fast motion!
I lie not, there were two other witnesses.
Luckily, I saw the ladder shaking before it fell off so I was prepared to react. But from then on, the rest of the day became "Mission: Keep Kyoo Alive For Her Wedding".
Ok, I've digressed once or twice, but back to the Kyoo camera perspective!
"So where are we supposed to stand, again?"
You don't have to cover your eyes! This is only an implied kissy picture. And a word on kissy pictures. I thought they would be so embarrassing! Pre-wedding I was set on no kissy pictures.
And then we got married.
And that changed to "Yes I will kiss my husband! Do you want another one?? Ok!"
Which is probably tragic, since we are NOT the most photogenic of kissing couples.
The cupcakes being arranged into a rainbow was an accident...but the cake was delicious.
PS I feel as though there should be instructions or at least a practice session for cutting your wedding cake.
*date idea? make a cake and practice cutting/feeding each other after you get engaged?? it's a thought...*
It was the most nerve wrecking part of the evening! Never before in my life have I had to simultaneously use a knife with someone, then eat while trying to feed them, and look cute and totally in love all the while!
Not to mention on display for all to see...
This is my "he didn't feed me enough" cake shot.
Oh yeah, and there was a pinata. Which I busted open. After I let all the littles have a turn. (i'm so grown up and mature now...letting them go first!). The real win of the night was that none of the kids killed each other with the broomstick. It was an intense pinata round...controlled by none other than the Kyoo dad, of course.
What was the pinata filled with?? I know you want to know! Well! Play-doh, and army men, and colorfully fake leis, and glow sticks, and all sorts of candy. But not the cheap Tootsie rolls and Smarties (though I do love my Tootsie rolls). The Starbursts, and Skittles, and Snickers, and Reeses, and the like.
That had to be documented because I spent a silly amount of time at the Sams Club debating "going big" on the candy and spending a few extra bucks or buying the cheap lame stuff. And then I remembered it was for my wedding and was like "please child, quit being so cheap, this is for the pinata you never had!"
That pinata was soooo worth it.
Why you making angry eyes, boy?
And now it's 4:30. And at 4:30 three weeks ago, I was dressed in white and sitting in the temple next to my Gregroom. It was so peacefully quiet and we were anxiously awaiting our sealing. I was trying not to cry my face off and he was making all sorts of contorted, earnest faces as he tried to process just what was about to happen.
"We're getting married!"
Those shared moments leading up to the ceremony were the second best part of the day. Still not done!
Have a great day :-)
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