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Friday, November 27, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
3 months for Thank You's?
There's a lot of wedding etiquette we did follow.
(And a lot of wedding etiquette we didn't follow - such as teaching the flower girls proper 'dress wearing manners' !)
Or letting our mom's light the unity candle. - (Instead one of the groomsmen lit them so they wouldn't be balls of wax by the end of the ceremony.)
or throwing out traditional wedding ways and bringing in our own.
But there was one rule of etiquette I thought for sure I'd never need.
You have up to three months after your wedding date to write thank you notes.
Three months? Really? That's ridiculous. Why would you need ninety days to write a few dozen thank you notes.
Ok Miss Manners,
You were right. Thank you for giving me three months for all things composed. Which means me writing this wedding post now puts me a couple months, weeks, days ahead of schedule.
(Although my thank you notes were finished by week three. Thankyouverymuch.)
So here it goes...
All of our friends and family and wedding party stayed at the Embassay Suites. We had a whole floor to ourselves, it was so much fun!
I didn't sleep much the night before the wedding. I can't say there wasn't a lot on my mind or anything. :) Thousands of things running through my head, making sure it would all go through and then eventually hitting the point where it didn't matter anymore. I tossed and turned and fading in and out of sleep.
Eventually I woke up bright and early to go do my quiet time and relax before the craziness started. I went down to breakfast and ate by myself for awhile and then my mom showed up and we had a nice conversation and enjoyed some precious time together.
The hairstylist came (who was fantastic!) And did everyone's hair and makeup.
Tons of family were in and out of the hotel room the entire morning And talkative Teisha who always has an opinion about everything didn't have a thing to say about anything.
I was really quiet, just taking it all in and enjoying every second of the day.
After we got to the church and started getting ready it all just started rolling along.
Was I nervous?
I didn't get nervous until I was sitting in the room waiting to go down the isle. About 10 minutes before it was my turn I remember just getting this nervousness in the bottom of my stomach, like nothing I've ever gotten before. Sean said he was nervous the whole morning until right before I came down the isle.
What was it like?
Walking down the isle was literally like a dream. You don't feel like that's you up there. It really was an out of body experience that I was watching from above.
Did you cry?
Like a baby. During the vows. I was fine walking down the isle, seeing Sean for the first time. But when I went to make that lifelong covenant I lost it. I guess we had been up there long enough that it was finally setting in and I realized where I was, and that 18 months of waiting was finally over.
How was the food?
Fantastic! (Catered by Eddie Dean's, who occasionally does events for the Bush's). We had several people tell us it was the BEST food they had ever had at a wedding, including Sean's old pastor who has been to a lot of weddings.
What special touches did you add?
Wow, more than I can name. My mom went above and beyond. We had a candy bar that was a huge hit with al ages. We had "just married flip flops" in the bathroom for the girls. We had R pillows, R's everywhere.
We had water bottles with our names on them because it was 100 degrees outside, personalized CDs of songs through the night, R menu cards, R order of event cards, R, R, R.
A memory wall where people wrote well wishes or memories to us. Our guest book was a picture frame everyone signed.
What were some of your favorite parts?
Despite the fact that the ringbearer went disappearing 5 minutes before the ceremony,* the cd played the wrong track, the flowers didn't make it on the cake, my grandfather called Sean "Shane" once, and Sean stepped on my dress ripping it,** it was the absolutely perfect wedding day. I couldn't have asked for anything more, anything else, it was everything I wanted it to be.
*(Apparently he also crawled under the pews about 30 minutes before he was suppose to walk down the isle proceeding to get completely dirty. And then about 25 minutes after that (RIGHT before he was suppose to go down the isle) he sprinted behind the back of the building trying to find his blue backpack. But with a face like that who can blame him.)
**RIGHT as we were walking into the hotel room Sean stepped on the back of my dress and we hear this big "RIPPPPP." Poor guy, his eyes got HUGED like he was so afraid he was dead meat. I looked at him and just laughed. As we both dissolved into laughter, I told him "thank goodness that didn't happen 4 hours ago!"
Everyone said 'your wedding day flies by,' or 'you won't remember it,' or the one I got the most often 'it will all just be a blur.'
I wanted to make sure my wedding day wasn't a blur, and it wasn't. I remember every second of it, and it really was perfect. and beautiful.
Thanks Mom and Dad for a perfect wedding.
And thank you for the start of a wonderful life together.
Oh and thanks to YOU Miss Manners for 3 months to write this post. I needed almost every day of it.
(And a lot of wedding etiquette we didn't follow - such as teaching the flower girls proper 'dress wearing manners' !)
Or letting our mom's light the unity candle. - (Instead one of the groomsmen lit them so they wouldn't be balls of wax by the end of the ceremony.)
or throwing out traditional wedding ways and bringing in our own.
But there was one rule of etiquette I thought for sure I'd never need.
You have up to three months after your wedding date to write thank you notes.
Three months? Really? That's ridiculous. Why would you need ninety days to write a few dozen thank you notes.
Ok Miss Manners,
You were right. Thank you for giving me three months for all things composed. Which means me writing this wedding post now puts me a couple
(Although my thank you notes were finished by week three. Thankyouverymuch.)
So here it goes...
All of our friends and family and wedding party stayed at the Embassay Suites. We had a whole floor to ourselves, it was so much fun!
I didn't sleep much the night before the wedding. I can't say there wasn't a lot on my mind or anything. :) Thousands of things running through my head, making sure it would all go through and then eventually hitting the point where it didn't matter anymore. I tossed and turned and fading in and out of sleep.
Eventually I woke up bright and early to go do my quiet time and relax before the craziness started. I went down to breakfast and ate by myself for awhile and then my mom showed up and we had a nice conversation and enjoyed some precious time together.
The hairstylist came (who was fantastic!) And did everyone's hair and makeup.
Tons of family were in and out of the hotel room the entire morning And talkative Teisha who always has an opinion about everything didn't have a thing to say about anything.I was really quiet, just taking it all in and enjoying every second of the day.
After we got to the church and started getting ready it all just started rolling along.
Was I nervous?
I didn't get nervous until I was sitting in the room waiting to go down the isle. About 10 minutes before it was my turn I remember just getting this nervousness in the bottom of my stomach, like nothing I've ever gotten before. Sean said he was nervous the whole morning until right before I came down the isle.
What was it like?
Walking down the isle was literally like a dream. You don't feel like that's you up there. It really was an out of body experience that I was watching from above.
Did you cry?
Like a baby. During the vows. I was fine walking down the isle, seeing Sean for the first time. But when I went to make that lifelong covenant I lost it. I guess we had been up there long enough that it was finally setting in and I realized where I was, and that 18 months of waiting was finally over.
How was the food?
Fantastic! (Catered by Eddie Dean's, who occasionally does events for the Bush's). We had several people tell us it was the BEST food they had ever had at a wedding, including Sean's old pastor who has been to a lot of weddings.
What special touches did you add?
Wow, more than I can name. My mom went above and beyond. We had a candy bar that was a huge hit with al ages. We had "just married flip flops" in the bathroom for the girls. We had R pillows, R's everywhere.
We had water bottles with our names on them because it was 100 degrees outside, personalized CDs of songs through the night, R menu cards, R order of event cards, R, R, R.
A memory wall where people wrote well wishes or memories to us. Our guest book was a picture frame everyone signed.
What were some of your favorite parts?
- Dancing- Sean and I brought out our cowboy boots and did some line dancing.
- Twirling in my "princess dress" (I promised the flower girls for weeks we would get to twirl in our princess dresses...and twirl we did....)
- My brother/cousin/sister preforming Thriller by Michael Jackson. My brother knew the ENTIRE dance to thriller and he put on quite the show. Free entertainment!
- My cake and Sean's cake. We loved them. They were beautiful.
- The little details that made it our wedding.
- My brother singing while we lit the unity candle.
- My sister standing beside me through the entire process.
- Our "Bubble Getaway" pictures! They turned out perfect!
Despite the fact that the ringbearer went disappearing 5 minutes before the ceremony,* the cd played the wrong track, the flowers didn't make it on the cake, my grandfather called Sean "Shane" once, and Sean stepped on my dress ripping it,** it was the absolutely perfect wedding day. I couldn't have asked for anything more, anything else, it was everything I wanted it to be.
*(Apparently he also crawled under the pews about 30 minutes before he was suppose to walk down the isle proceeding to get completely dirty. And then about 25 minutes after that (RIGHT before he was suppose to go down the isle) he sprinted behind the back of the building trying to find his blue backpack. But with a face like that who can blame him.)
**RIGHT as we were walking into the hotel room Sean stepped on the back of my dress and we hear this big "RIPPPPP." Poor guy, his eyes got HUGED like he was so afraid he was dead meat. I looked at him and just laughed. As we both dissolved into laughter, I told him "thank goodness that didn't happen 4 hours ago!"
Everyone said 'your wedding day flies by,' or 'you won't remember it,' or the one I got the most often 'it will all just be a blur.'
I wanted to make sure my wedding day wasn't a blur, and it wasn't. I remember every second of it, and it really was perfect. and beautiful.
Thanks Mom and Dad for a perfect wedding.
And thank you for the start of a wonderful life together.
Oh and thanks to YOU Miss Manners for 3 months to write this post. I needed almost every day of it.
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