Oh Hey, I Got Married | Personal

I've neglected this poor poor blog. Sorry blog. Well, I had said awhile back that I would write about the wedding and life and how things are going. Yeah. Never did. Guess you get that now. 

So lets start with

August 24th 2012

- the day before the wedding. Recap of my Friday - dropped my car off to get an oil change and transmission service (it was due - you could feel my transmission telling me "service me or I'll die"). I got a manicure and pedicure and went picked my car back up and was told it was running beautifully and it was in great condition. Went to the bank, went to tan, left the tanning salon and was stranded in the middle of Jefferson Avenue with cars rushing around me, my transmission locked up. I managed to turn it on and off and fight it into the left turn lane where it decided to fight me and give me the finger and completely lock up. Some not so nice words were screamed at the top of my lungs (I repented for those), some crying was done and even the occasional beating my head against the steering wheel. Oh - but during all of that I did manage to call my mom, sister and Nick. So then some nice guys who didn't speak English came from across the street and pushed me into the gas station. One tried talking to me as I was crying and I couldn't understand him, asking me what was wrong, telling me to pop the hood (so man I don't know your name but I'm sorry if I was rude!) and luckily out of nowhere a friend from church, John, came out of the sky and saved me! Well - helped me not go insane and kept all the crazy lunatics who like to mosey on towards women with broken down vehicles. My mom arrived, the tow truck arrived and my car was towed. This was August 24th 2012 .... it is October 22nd 2012 .... I still have no car! So I went home, my sister came over with her man-friend, and the whole little gang of kids they call theirs and I put them to work assembling fans for the wedding until the rehearsal. Then we ate tons of Anna's from Smithfield!

Now we will move on to the wedding day - 

August 25th 2012,

the day of .... the day of A LOT! If you want to know how the day started ... I'll give you a look. It started with a bang, no splash! The picture below is of our yard, well my parent's yard now, on a normal day, nice little slope, lots of green grass, pretty flowers, new fertilizer (not pictured) and NO lake. The other two pictures are of the water rising to our deck (about an hour later it went over the deck!). I woke up to a monsoon on my wedding day, took some pictures, called the museum, found out that my original room and court yard was flooded. Yup! But I was informed the wedding was moved to the main entrance - SCORE!! That is the room I originally wanted.  But most importantly, flood, or no flood, I was marrying Nick :) 

the Lion's Bridge right down the road from our venue there is a road and bridge underneath that water!

So I went back to bed, only to be rudely awoken and told I need to get a car. Then begins the hunt to find a rental car. Found one! Got it - then got Chick-Fil-A!  And then went back to bed. (Due know though that the night before the wedding I was up until 3am watching Holly make cake pops). 

After that nap I woke up, got my stuff together and had a meltdown. Yes - a meltdown. Not over marrying Nick, or getting married, that I was EXCITED about, I had been waiting quite a long time for this. 

But it hit me - it hit me like a pound of bricks, no I don't like that expression, it hit me like Dorothy's house hit the Wicked Witch of the East in the Wizard of Oz, my Dad wasn't going to be here. I think I had completely pushed that out of my mind, and the worst part, this was the officially moment where I realized - he is not here. I've had plenty of moments where I've realized he had passed away, but this is the first real big thing that I was so excited to share with them that I wasn't going to get to. And that my friend, stunk! So ... I had about an hour of yelling and talking to his urn. I'm not a crazy person, I swear! But it helped. So I gathered myself, and my best friend Megan came and got me with he step-dad Scott, we used his big bad Bronco to get us to the museum. 

Once stepping inside it was amazing! Everyone was getting everything together, the caterer and her staff were setting everything up (need a caterer - Smokin' Joe's BBQ and Southern Brides on a Budget). The Mariners Museum' event planner rushed Megan and I to the changing area where my hair dresser Caitlin (one of the nicest human beings ever, and a good friend - Style by Design - look her up!) showed up and started making us not look like wet mice! I ventured around the museum some, checked out my cake, made sure the people who needed to stay away from one another were seated AWAY from one another, and then went back to finish getting ready.

Insert melt down #2. The week before the wedding two dear friends of ours found out they lost their baby girl. Lauren still had to deliver this precious little girl, and she arrived at 5:30 am the morning of the wedding. Well, when melt down #2 kicked in Lauren had just texted me to wish me a good and happy day and that she was sorry they couldn't be there (me too), and then we started talking about her precious Kendall. 

Talk about experiencing joy and sorrow at the same time, it is not easy. You tend to linger in the sorrow longer and it is easier to get trapped there. My heart ached and still aches for Lauren, and not getting to meet baby Kendall, and not being able to be there for her during that time. But at the same time I still had to pull myself together and be happy, because this was a happy time for me. I think that week and that day was a test for the both of us and our friendship, and I'm thankful for her. 

But after that meltdown passed, the wedding time was getting closer. I'm so glad the people that were there were there before the wedding. I'm so thankful that I had Megan and Caitlin in the dressing area with me, keeping me sane and pumping coffee through my veins. I'm so glad that Christie was there to keep me from yelling at Nick's mom when she showed up late and not dressed or ready (and for keeping the wedding in complete order), and my Mom! I love my Mom. 

Well ... after some flooding, some meltdowns, a rental car, and whatever else came my way - I got to marry Nick. Best day ever!! And we got married under the USS Lancaster Eagle! Yeah!

So after the wedding ... Nick and I went and enjoyed some time on the Eastern Shore, ate really good seafood and have come back and been enjoying married life! But I think I've written enough for now! So here is to finishing this up with a couple more pics!