2 years
Today is our 2nd anniversary. Adam and I have been legally hitched since October 2004 by the State of Louisiana. I think it cost around $50, plus an extra $6 to get a pretty embossed certificate mailed to our door.
the weather was perfect...a little warm but it made going into the air-conditioned cathedral a huge relief. I decided to cut my hair the morning of the wedding. It was down to the middle of my back and I cut it to my shoulders! I really loved it (though now I think I was crazy...I'd kill for a pony-tail!)
There were no major hang-ups. I had trouble getting Adam's ring on, but it did go on eventually (large knuckles). At one point, the cantor's voice cracked and adam and I could barely keep ourselves from laughing...in fact I made contact with the videographer (who could hear everything we were saying through the lapel mic) and he gave me a big smile. It was a Catholic wedding, so during the "Ave Maria" we walked over to the statue of the Virgin Mary to offer her a rose. Adam, being the graceful man that he is, THREW the rose up onto the pedestal! Everyone chuckled, and it was forgotten once we went to present roses to our mothers.
Originally there was a lot of controversy regarding our wedding. Believe it or not (I'm not very preachy) though I hate the way it sounds, I suppose I'd be considered a devout Catholic. Adam is NOT. He was baptized as an infant, but his parents raised him in many different Christian denominations, mostly protestant/born-again types. After a lot of conversation and thought, I convinced the priest to let us have a full mass. Also, unlike most weddings in the States, we were horrified at the idea of the men wearing tuxedos or plain black suits that have been rented....blecgh (not sure I spelled that correctly, harharhar). SOOOO, we HUNTED and HUNTED and SHOPPED and BEGGED, and finally found something cool and affordable for 5 rock stars with little to no steady income. Gray suits from (believe it or not) H&M!, with black pins stripes. Adam's brother is an artist and he silk screened a red guitar motif on the left breast of the white shirts. They wore green ties, and I have to say they all looked amazing! The ladies wore kelly-green tea length dresses of a satiny/taffita fabric, with netting at the hem.
***this is getting WAY too detailed...apologies***
our reception was also a little off-character of most weddings for many reasons mostly b/c A) we love GOOD food and B) we love good music. We rented out an amazing restaurant that specializes in fine Louisiana cuisine, which has a lot of french influence (lobster bisque, rabbit pate, some kind of yummy duck...are you drooling?). We had an open bar, including cocktails, which is great because all I ended up ingesting was a bit of cake and two gin & tonics!!! The cake had praline filling. Okay so that wasn't so special but it sure was yummy.
Aside from all of the technical crap, it was an incredible day. We were both smiling uncontrollably, and were so glad that our reception had been so intimate and personal. We spent one night in New Orleans then flew to Quebec City for two weeks. The honeymoon was all that I imagined it would be....lots of se--....NOT!! okay there was THAT, but it was also about being extremely LAZY, lying on the giant feather bed for HOURS, finding a bottle of Port in our room upon arriving the first night, having fabulous breakfast every morning and then going back upstairs to find our room already made, AVEDA hotel soaps, a turned-down room with chocolates when we returned each evening, and the best part...an INCREDIBLE BATHROOM with a HUGE clear glass tub, and a HUGE shower that I could have lived in!
Many people have given us advice "the first year is the hardest," "love is a choice not a feeling," "try to always remember how it felt before you got married." As honored as I am to have been given that advice, I wonder if true love really requires all of these efforts and mind-sets? Adam and I have had our share of fights and arguments and tears over the past 24 months, but not once have I questioned my decision to marry him. I don't look back on the first year and feel ANY sense of turmoil or hardship. Though I do CHOOSE to love him, I also can't help myself when I am around him...I'm still crazy about him, and I get the same feelings I got the first time I saw him standing in the snow smoking a clove cigarette. Perhaps there are some apprehensive feelings that we will never have again, but in turn we never have to wonder if we are just playing around or looking for a good time. Last night we laid in bed giggling about something silly, and I just can't describe how happy those moments make me. I do know that things will change in just 4 very short weeks, but I have faith that it will be for the better and that Adam will give me even MORE reason to CHOOSE and FEEL love for him. He is my life and my breath...I think I would shrivel and die without him.
**BLOGGER WON'T LET ME ADD PHOTOS SO CHECK BACK LATER FOR THE "ILLUSTRATED" VERSION***
more wedding pics, I am still working on uploading the rest of them...2 years later...ha!
the weather was perfect...a little warm but it made going into the air-conditioned cathedral a huge relief. I decided to cut my hair the morning of the wedding. It was down to the middle of my back and I cut it to my shoulders! I really loved it (though now I think I was crazy...I'd kill for a pony-tail!)
There were no major hang-ups. I had trouble getting Adam's ring on, but it did go on eventually (large knuckles). At one point, the cantor's voice cracked and adam and I could barely keep ourselves from laughing...in fact I made contact with the videographer (who could hear everything we were saying through the lapel mic) and he gave me a big smile. It was a Catholic wedding, so during the "Ave Maria" we walked over to the statue of the Virgin Mary to offer her a rose. Adam, being the graceful man that he is, THREW the rose up onto the pedestal! Everyone chuckled, and it was forgotten once we went to present roses to our mothers.
Originally there was a lot of controversy regarding our wedding. Believe it or not (I'm not very preachy) though I hate the way it sounds, I suppose I'd be considered a devout Catholic. Adam is NOT. He was baptized as an infant, but his parents raised him in many different Christian denominations, mostly protestant/born-again types. After a lot of conversation and thought, I convinced the priest to let us have a full mass. Also, unlike most weddings in the States, we were horrified at the idea of the men wearing tuxedos or plain black suits that have been rented....blecgh (not sure I spelled that correctly, harharhar). SOOOO, we HUNTED and HUNTED and SHOPPED and BEGGED, and finally found something cool and affordable for 5 rock stars with little to no steady income. Gray suits from (believe it or not) H&M!, with black pins stripes. Adam's brother is an artist and he silk screened a red guitar motif on the left breast of the white shirts. They wore green ties, and I have to say they all looked amazing! The ladies wore kelly-green tea length dresses of a satiny/taffita fabric, with netting at the hem.
***this is getting WAY too detailed...apologies***
our reception was also a little off-character of most weddings for many reasons mostly b/c A) we love GOOD food and B) we love good music. We rented out an amazing restaurant that specializes in fine Louisiana cuisine, which has a lot of french influence (lobster bisque, rabbit pate, some kind of yummy duck...are you drooling?). We had an open bar, including cocktails, which is great because all I ended up ingesting was a bit of cake and two gin & tonics!!! The cake had praline filling. Okay so that wasn't so special but it sure was yummy.
Aside from all of the technical crap, it was an incredible day. We were both smiling uncontrollably, and were so glad that our reception had been so intimate and personal. We spent one night in New Orleans then flew to Quebec City for two weeks. The honeymoon was all that I imagined it would be....lots of se--....NOT!! okay there was THAT, but it was also about being extremely LAZY, lying on the giant feather bed for HOURS, finding a bottle of Port in our room upon arriving the first night, having fabulous breakfast every morning and then going back upstairs to find our room already made, AVEDA hotel soaps, a turned-down room with chocolates when we returned each evening, and the best part...an INCREDIBLE BATHROOM with a HUGE clear glass tub, and a HUGE shower that I could have lived in!
Many people have given us advice "the first year is the hardest," "love is a choice not a feeling," "try to always remember how it felt before you got married." As honored as I am to have been given that advice, I wonder if true love really requires all of these efforts and mind-sets? Adam and I have had our share of fights and arguments and tears over the past 24 months, but not once have I questioned my decision to marry him. I don't look back on the first year and feel ANY sense of turmoil or hardship. Though I do CHOOSE to love him, I also can't help myself when I am around him...I'm still crazy about him, and I get the same feelings I got the first time I saw him standing in the snow smoking a clove cigarette. Perhaps there are some apprehensive feelings that we will never have again, but in turn we never have to wonder if we are just playing around or looking for a good time. Last night we laid in bed giggling about something silly, and I just can't describe how happy those moments make me. I do know that things will change in just 4 very short weeks, but I have faith that it will be for the better and that Adam will give me even MORE reason to CHOOSE and FEEL love for him. He is my life and my breath...I think I would shrivel and die without him.
**BLOGGER WON'T LET ME ADD PHOTOS SO CHECK BACK LATER FOR THE "ILLUSTRATED" VERSION***
more wedding pics, I am still working on uploading the rest of them...2 years later...ha!
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