Showing posts with label Our Story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Our Story. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Our Story, Part XVI: Reader, I Married Him

**Bonus points to whoever can name what book the title is taken from!**

This is one part of a much longer story, which you can catch up on here.  I've had this post on my to-blog list for over two years now, can you believe it!?  Since today is our 8th anniversary, I told myself  there will be no rest until it's done.  Without further ado ...

March 25, 2006 dawned bright and beautiful.  And perhaps a bit chilly too.  I think it *may* have hit 50 degrees at some point, but certainly not during our evening wedding.  But at least it was sunny.  People always seem to equate March anniversaries with spring weddings, but not in Central Pennsylvania.  One of the biggest blizzards of my lifetime took place in March.  So while there wasn't any rain or snow that day, there wasn't any flowers or green grass either.  And yet, it was still the most beautiful day of my life!

Photo Credit: Erin Cole

Photo Credit: Erin Cole

Photo Credit: David Miller Photography
The ceremony wasn't until that night, and thanks to my super-organized wedding planner, there wasn't much to do that day.  So it was surprisingly slow and relaxing.


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And since I had so much free time my friend/bridesmaid/hairdresser/back-up photographer got some of my favorite pictures of the day.

Photo Credit: Erin Cole

Photo Credit: Erin Cole
Seriously, everyone needs a friend/bridesmaid/hairdresser/back-up photographer in their life!

Photo Credit: Erin Cole
My memories of our wedding day are so hazy. I remember my bridesmaids and I arranging pearls on wire to put into our bouquets ... while we were in our dresses.  I remember the seamstress sewing a hem on a bridesmaid moments before walking down the aisle.  I remember forcing myself to use the restroom before the ceremony started ... and then never going to the bathroom again the rest of the day!


Photo Credit: David Miller Photography

Photo Credit: David Miller Photography
I remember feeling so absolutely giddy in the final countdown.  For real, March 25, 2006 was the happiest day of my life!

Photo Credit: David Miller Photography

Photo Credit: David Miller Photography
The ceremony started with our worship leader singing "You Raise Me Up" and the mother's lit the candles.

I'm surprised they didn't just high-five each other here.
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Then, some little girls from our church did an opening dance with streamers to Michael W. Smith's "Agnus Dei."  The bridesmaids started walking down the aisle and I stayed hidden behind the stairs.

Photo Credit: David Miller Photography

Photo Credit: David Miller Photography
And then the cue.  This was it!

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Our church has some seriously long aisles.  It's a good thing my dad was keeping pace beside me because, judging from the video of that day, I was attempting to run down the aisle.  I just remember my face started to hurt from smiling, and we were only a few minutes in.

Photo Credit: David Miller Photography
And the rest ... well, the rest is history.  C'mon, like I could remember anything the pastor said when the love of my life is standing across from me, gazing into my eyes.  The ring bearers and flower girl were having a party behind us, but in that moment, we were the only two people in the world.

Photo Credit: David Miller Photography
And then the ceremony was over.  We pranced back down the aisle.  Nabbed a quick husband and wife smooch in the back lobby, and then ran out into the parking lot to sneak into the back door for more pictures.

Photo Credit: David Miller Photography

Photo Credit: David Miller Photography

Photo Credit: David Miller Photography
Afterwards, it was off to the reception, where we celebrated our new start as a couple.  And where I was promptly ushered into the Coast Guard family with a sword-smack to the butt.  (An apropos beginning if I do say so myself!)

Photo Credit: David Miller Photography
I don't remember eating at the reception.  I do remember rushing around trying to catch up with friends and family we hadn't seen in so very long.  And then, because time was running out, we unwittingly ended up with the divide-and-conquer-approach.  Because I remember thinking, this isn't right.  We should not be more than an arm's length apart at our reception!

Photo Credit: David Miller Photography 
Photo Credit: David Miller Photography
Eventually, the guest numbers started dwindling.  So we staged our escape and dashed through a corridor of sparklers, cheers, and smiles.


Then Jon stuffed me into the car, we drove around to the back of the building, and snuck in the back door to finish saying goodbye to people.  (Please don't think all this sneaking-in-back-doors is a reflection of our relationship.  I think it's much more a testimony of our efficiency and regimented ability to "stick to the schedule.")

And there you have it, eight years ago today.  The day I pledged my life and my love to the boy from Sunday School.  The day I made a covenant with the kid I thought would make a good husband.  The day I stepped away from everything I had ever known and set off on an adventure with my Handsome Coastie.

Had I known where it all would lead, would I have still pranced into matrimony?  Ehhh, maybe not.  But that's the beauty of a covenantal love.  On March 25, 2006 I made a promise for forever, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, (and no matter how many babies in how many years!) I had no idea what was to come, no clue what married life looked like just around the bend, and not a thought for how quickly that bend would come (with many more to follow.)  At the close of that day, I was the happiest girl alive and nothing could take that away from me.  Well, at least not for the next five weeks...


**If you guessed (or Googled) Jane Eyre, then you're correct!  And if you said this was the first line of the last chapter of the book, you're amazing!  And if you also mentioned that this line is most famous because it illustrates Jane taking on a much more active posture than we've seen throughout the whole book ... well, then you probably read the same commentary I did.  Give yourself a pat on the back!**

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Our Story, Part XV: "Never Been Done Before"

Picking back up where we left off with the Our Story series. 

Note: I must confess, this has very little to do with "our story" and more to do with me rehashing how we planned the best day ever!

By the time 2005 came to a close I had finished my degree, moved back into my parents' house and was engaged to a man who was now deployed until a few weeks before our wedding.  I had 4 months to pull off the biggest event of my life.  But time wasn't my only budget.  I was flat-broke and jobless after graduation.  I had just enough money to buy a wedding band for my future-husband and a few odds and ends for my honeymoon and new life as a wife.  My parents were gracious enough to give us a wedding fund.  It wasn't too much, about one-fourth of the average cost of a wedding in 2006, but let's be honest, weddings have gotten a bit out of control over the past 30 years!  I was grateful for any little bit and totally up to the challenge of planning my dream day on a shoestring budget.

So the first thing I did was hire my decorator friend Megan to do all the hard work for me.  Best. decision.ever.  Not only does Meg have amazing talent and an eye for design but she can be frugal with a capital "F."  That girl was cutting corners that I didn't even know existed.  By the start of 2006 I was exhausted, stressed and ready to move on with my new life.  So it was easy to turn things over to someone else and let her deal with all the details.  Oh the details, I think they're what makes a wedding so special!
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I have a little shadowbox where I display all my wedding things.  Correction, I have a little shadowbox where I plan to display all my wedding things, but after 6 years have not gotten very far...
We decided the unofficial theme of this wedding would be "Never Been Done Before" (NBDB).  Now this may sound strange to many of you, but Jon and I grew up in the same church.  We're very close to our church family, even though it's a fairly large congregation (at least by Central PA standards).  And when you're part of a large, close church family, you have a lot of weddings (and subsquently babies)... I think there were five weddings within one year of ours.  And when you have that many young couples getting married in the same location - the same rural location, all trying to save money, well things can get a bit repetitive.  And not that all those other brides didn't have their own special touches, because they certainly did and I have such fond memories of the gazillion weddings I've attended back home.  But our goal was to try and do as many unique things as possible.  Not only for myself, but also for the large majority of our guests who would be attending five other weddings in the same location as ours that year.

Of course, one look at my budget and I'm sure Meg was thinking that was the first "never been done before"!  But we made it work!  She made all my "paper stuff" herself.  The invitations, RSVP cards, menus, placecards, "Meet the Wedding Party" books (okay, this was one thing that had been done before, I stole this idea from my friend Jenn!), programs, favor tags, etc.  But not only did she make them herself, she also waited until all the materials went on sale and then bought them with a coupon.  La!, a girl after my own heart!

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The invitations


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Monograms were "done before."  Megan made up this little design and we lovingly dubbed it "the duogram." NBDB.

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Ceremony program

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Meet the Wedding Party booklet - We put one of these at each table.  It had a picture and short paragraph about each person in the wedding party.
I actually got my dress before my budget.  Which was probably a good thing, because it did not fit within "The Knot's" suggested percentage of total budget.  Oops.  It wouldn't have made a difference, this was the dress for me.  I saw it in a magazine and, a story you rarely hear, I actually liked it even more after I tried it on. It was the first one I picked out and my dress search did not last very long after that.  It was also on sale. Oh, and it was huge.

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Photo Credit:  David Miller Photography
Something new ... or something huge!
After much going back and forth I finally decided on a champagne, mauve and taupe color palette.  It seemed to fit well with our early-spring date and the candlelit evening setting we were planning on.  I thought I was being all unique and out-of-the box with champagne dresses.  Well, no.  Two other people I know that year did the same thing.  I tried.  And just in case you think I'm all about saving money just for myself, the bridesmaid dresses were plain strapless A-line gown on clearance, to which we added halter straps (using materials from the included shawls) and a sash.  And the best part was you could shorten it and wear it again!  Okay, just kidding about that last part.  (Best, most relatable movie line ever!!). I even ran around to every Payless shoe store in a 50 mile radius and got them all matching shoes on clearance.  I don't think they were comfortable, but they all matched!

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Photo Credit: David Miller Photography
Now there was one thing about the venue that could not be changed regardless of how often it had been done before, and that was the church itself. 

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Our beloved church is actually a converted movie theater.  It's very pretty, but not very wedding-chapelesque.  One issue is that there is no center aisle. (This bugs some people more than me, but personally, I kind of like the idea of twice as many people getting up-close looks at the dress as you walk down and up the aisles!)  Plus it's where we hold church on a weekly basis.  So there are intruments, speakers, and cords lying around.   And huge flags representing all the many missionaries and countries we support.  And no windows.  And a set-in-stone color scheme. 

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Photo Credit: David Miller Photography
What it really comes down to is that having a wedding at the church is free, and having a wedding at some other church or place is not. Unless it's outside, and that was out of the question on March 25.  So we just tried to take the focus off the surroundings and things we couldn't change, and keep it front and center.  We also wanted to recreate "the little white chapel" look.  So "Mr. Megan" made these four wooden panels to use as a background on stage, and we hung a wreath on each one. 

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Something borrowed - the candle holders, from my dear friend Melody, who would have been in my wedding party had she not been on a mission trip in Ukraine.

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Photo Credit: David Miller Photography
Our wedding opened up with sweet, little girl dancers.
Megan also got some pretty, iridescent champagny-like material and made some sort of swag thing.  And since it was March, and the dogwoods are blooming, and dogwoods have a touch of mauve, well they became our floral decor of choice throughout the church.

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Photo Credit: David Miller Photography
A long, loooooonnnnggg time ago someone in my church got married and had these pretty, tall wooden candlesticks made that could attach to the end of each row.  I have distinct memories of these candlesticks.  There was one particular wedding (way back in the 90's) in which a chunk of wax fell from one of the candles and caught a seat on fire. From then on brides had to go with battery-operated lights in the candlesticks. It didn't matter to me anyway because, you guessed it, these had been done before.  We decided to re-think the candlesticks.  Instead, we raised them up on bricks and used them to hang a swag across the aisle.  A bunch of dogwoods in each corner and some chandelier prisms that Megan found online and our aisle embellishments were complete. NBDB!

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My in-laws did the traditional thing and bought me my bouquet.  But for the rest of the wedding party and in the church we cut costs by ordering flowers in bulk from Wegman's (yes, the grocery store).  A friend of the family offered to do my arrangements as a gift.  Awesome!  We used mostly roses and alstroemeria (which is one of my favorites!) in the bouquets and around the church.  And just to do something a little different, we twisted pearls onto the end of wire and stuck them in each bouquet as well. 

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Photo Credit: David Miller Photography
Something old - I wrapped my Grandma W.'s pearls around my bouquet.
Oh, and Meg picked up this sweet little butterfly to put in my bouquet for my "something blue." 
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Something blue - my little butterfly.
It actually "flew" out of my flowers at the end of the wedding during a moment of rejoicing.  I thought it had been lost for good but apparently my mom got it somehow and she just returned it to me a few weeks ago.

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"Fly away, sweet butterfly, be free!"
Of course, everyone knows the reception is the real dime-eater.   By the time you pay for all that food there's not much left for decorations.  But Megan pulled it off once again.  Since this was an evening wedding, I really wanted to take advantage of subdued lighting and candlelight.  We bought lots and lots of tea lights and cheap, glass candle holders at AC Moore.  We used these to line across the front of the wedding party table. 

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And then we threw a couple down on each table.  Megan also tossed handfuls of glitter onto the tables for a little added sparkle.  For the centerpieces, Meg glued circular mirrors (from IKEA) to a piece of styrofoam, and attached ribbon around the edge.  We borrowed vases leftover from a previous wedding to set in the middle with bouquets of tulips, which just so happened to be on sale at Wegman's that week! 

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The menus doubled as placecards (also made by Megan) and were slipped into each napkin. 

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And we topped it all off with our handmade favors - white chocolate covered pretzels sprinkled with non-pareils.  (I have vivid memories of making all of these with my mom, G'Ma and Aunt one snowy day in February!)  Each pretzel was in it's own circular container with a sticker on top (Megan-made) that said "We tied the knot! - March 25, 2006." 

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Jon and I grabbed a handful of these to snack on en route to our honeymoon, which is why this one is missing a pretzel.
And then there was the cake.  My mom's cousin made it, and the metal "T" cake topper was forged by another friend.  It was a white cake with raspberry filling and delicious!  I actually didn't get to eat more than the ceremonial one bite that evening (I didn't get to eat much of anything that evening!).  But we did eat the cake top a few years later when we remembered to dig it out of my parents' freezer, and it was still tasty!

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Photo Credit: David Miller Photography
Finally, we decided a fun way to bid adieu was with sparklers.  We set candles out around the door to the reception hall and everyone lined up, sparklers crackling, to send us off into our new life as newlyweds!

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Photo Credit: David Miller Photography
Anyway, I'd like to say I was the model bride throughout all this planning, but as my husband often reminds us, I did have one meltdown 3 days before the wedding while we were all decorating the reception hall.  What he tends to leave out are the parts about how I hadn't seen him in several weeks and he was ignoring me, how I was busy doing last minute decorating and he was busy visiting, and how I had just cut my finger on the cake knife (because every bride wants to sport a band-aid on her ring finger during her wedding!).  At least I got it out of my system that night. 

The actual rehearsal went off without a hitch.  And we had so much fun at our rehearsal dinner, taking  a break from wedding "stuff" and just enjoying our closest friends and family that we don't get to see very often.  Every girl's wedding day is the best of her life, but personally I hold my night-before-the-wedding very close to my heart.  It was the last time I'd use my maiden name, my last day as a single woman, the last night I'd live with my parents, and the very last time I'd have to say goodbye to the love of my life at the end of the night. 

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Surprisingly I slept well on March 24, 2006.  And I woke up early the following morning ready to turn the page on another chapter - my marriage.

Friday, September 30, 2011

Our Story, Part XIV: Semper Paratus Wedding Plans

Well Baby Girl seems intent on NOT having her own birth month.  She must take after her father in this area, I would have done everything in my power to preserve my uniqueness.  So unless some freak sort of labor starts up soon, we're in store for another October baby.  Seems like a good night to continue on with "Our Story."  If you need to catch up on past installments of "Our Story" you can do so here.

The Coast Guard's motto is Semper Paratus.  It's a good thing I spent four years in high school studying the incredibly useful langugage of Latin, because I can now tell you without any help from Google, that it means always prepared.  Of course, you've probably heard it all before on this blog.  It's a favorite phrase in our house.  I really do appreciate the meaning and I would say that here in our little Coastie abode we live up to this motto fairly well.  But it also makes me laugh because the military lifestyle often leaves little room for preparedness.  Unless they mean "always prepared to have the rug pulled out from under your feet" or "always prepared to move somewhere unknown at a moment's notice" or "always prepared to say goodbye to your hubby this very minute if necessary" ... I digress.

Proverbs 16:9 says "A man's heart plans his way, but the Lord directs his steps."  In this case, "A woman's heart plans her wedding, but the government directs its time."

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Virginia Aquarium IMAX theater.

We set the date for July 15 and originally had hopes to wed in the little white chapel where my parents said their vows and where my G'Ma attended church.  But we later determined that it was too small for our guest list, too hot in July without air conditioning, and too ridiculous that the pastor of the church (whom I didn't even know) had to be the one to pronounce us husband and wife.  So we settled on our home church (a.k.a. a done-over movie theater) and our dear family pastor that Jon and I both grew up with.  By the time I returned to school that fall I had a date, church, reception hall and wedding dress.  Since I had a very full and busy semester, and since Jon was away in training for most of that fall, we decided that was enough details to get us through until after the holidays, when we would have more time to plan.

Fall 2005 was a tough semester for me.  It was strange being engaged, but not having your fiance around.  I felt like I needed to be all grown up and responsible, but I still wanted to have fun.  Then again, between my courseload and jobs, I didn't have much time for fun anyway.  I did manage two trips down to Virginia to spend some quality time with my guy though.  Those trips were the highlights of my semester!

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But then I'd come back and get all depressed again.  And it didn't help that Jon seemed to be having more fun with his roommates than with me.  He, Nick and Luke would cook fancy dinners together, light a fire in the fireplace, watch movies, walk on the beach, take out the jet ski or go to the mall.  Of course, this was only the beginning.  I had no idea what kind of imposition a new bride can be on her hubby's "buddies," especially the ones he's been through thick and thin with during the past 5 years.  But that's another story.

Of course, every moment we'd get to spend together made it harder and harder to be apart.  And then Jon started scoping out the local courthouse and discussing a little meeting with the Justice of the Peace.  And then he broke down the numbers and determined the thousands of dollars we'd make in benefits, separation pay, housing allowance, etc. if we married a little earlier than July 15.  And I wouldn't have to worry about living without health insurance for 7 months.  And it would all be so easy and fun ...

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I have tons of "self-timer" pictures like this per my guy's request in those days.

But don't worry Mom and Dad and anyone else who's wondering, we didn't do it.  Jon and I were never married before our wedding date.  In fact, it soon didn't matter anymore because right around Thanksgiving, while I was out with some friends to see "Pride and Prejudice" and have dinner, Jon called to say that his long spring patrol - the 3-monther - was now switched to May through August.  Smack-dab over our wedding date.  So we had two options: get married in the winter and spend an entire summer without my husband or hold off until after his return and celebrate our nuptials with a beautiful Pennsylvania fall backdrop...

December 2, 2005
"At first I was a little upset - stupid Coast Guard.  But now the wedding is March 25th and I'm way more happy with that.  Only 4 months!"

Which also meant only 4 months to plan almost the entire wedding, since I had been putting it off.  And I still had to finish my semester and get myself graduated.  Thankfully that all went off without a hitch.

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My little December graduation ... nothing like a Coast Guard Academy grad week!

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By Christmas 2005 (which we sadly spent apart since Jon was deployed at the time) I was officially a degreed woman.  A degreed woman without a job.  But I was excited about throwing myself into planning our sweet wedding ceremony and happy future together!
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