Let's Fall in Love: And one for the road.

As my (long-winded and overly-drawn out) wedding recaps finally come to a close, I would like to thank all of you for sticking it out til the end.  I loved every moment of being a bride.  It was an experience I had idealized in my head since I was a very little girl, and while neither perfect nor always ideal, the process of planning a wedding and marrying my husband exceeded all of my expectations.  Being a bride was amazing, but being a wife is so much more than I ever could have known. 

With this final wedding post, I will leave you with a lesson in physics.

If you put a girl in an organza-covered dress and place her at the top of a metal slide, and you put a full-grown man directly behind her ...

And then you apply gravity ...

It works to prove Newton's First Law of Physics.

A body in motion will stay in motion ... and I totally knew what was coming to me at this point.  

I hit the ground. Hard.  There was a collective gasp from onlookers in the park and everything went quiet.  Even the birds stopped chirping.  BRIDE DOWN! BRIDE DOWN!  Kenny had landed on his feet (this happens when you're wearing pants, I guess) and just stared at me for split second with a look of complete panic on his face.  We'd been married less than 24 hours and he'd already broken me. 

And then we both just started laughing.

What more can you do?

Thank you so much for following along with me as I relived and reloved our wedding day.  It has truly been an honor to know that there are complete strangers out there who care enough to keep coming back.  If you are planning a wedding, enjoy every moment.  It's over before you know it.

Much love, 

from September 4 to Infinity,

The Mrs.

I bought a dress and completely changed it.  We had a marathon final week of engagement.  I giggled my way through our rehearsal.  Kenny got grilled at our rehearsal dinner.  The groomsmen ran amok in downtown Springfield. The girls got gorgeous.  We exchanged mushy wedding-day gifts.  The guys got fancy and then got dancy.  I became a Bride.  There was a first First Look. I shared my Somethings.  The boys made the most of trolley-time. And did their thing on the Capital grounds. The girls took photos at the hotel. Everyone arrived at the church. We walked down the aisle. We declared our intentions and my cousin preached. We exchanged our vows. Our hands were blessed. Kenny put a ring on it and kissed his bride. We were pronounced Mr and Mrs! We left the church in a blizzard of confetti, and took a "just-married" trolley ride. We made it legal. We took pictures with our families, followed by wedding party portraits. I hit a low point and poured over reception details. We received our guests. The wedding party was introduced. My Dad checked his toast off of his to-do list. Our Best Man and Maid of Honor shared toasts as well. The we cut our cake and had our First Dance. We shared a dance with our parents. And had an Anniversary Dance to celebrate all the marrieds. The photobooth opened for business. I serenaded my husband. The dance floor opened. Kenny's grandmother rocked the dance floor. The party continued and finally rocked to a close.