This I recall to my mind, therefore have I hope. It is of the Lord’s mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every moring: great is thy faithfulness. The Lord is my portion saith my soul: therefore will I hope in him. The Lord is good unto them that wait for Him, to the soul that seeketh him. It is good that a man should both hope and quietly wait for the salvation of the LORD. Lamentations 3: 21-26

Monday, June 4, 2007

Wedding Day

Since the first book I am posting this week included in the book giveaway is a bridal mystery and since June is the month to marry in, I thought I would share some moments from my wedding—even though I didn’t get married in June.

My last Time Travel Tuesday post for Annie talked about the first date with my husband. And I shared how quickly we were married. We really wanted to have a nice little wedding, emphasis on the little and really we weren’t rolling in the dough.

My sweet friend was gracious enough to loan us her lake house (well her only house—but it is on a lake) for our wedding. I had my heart set on an outdoor wedding!! But it was in October. Where we lived it was kind of hit and miss what weather you could expect in October. One day would be glorious with the blazing leaves, the next would be frigid and you would be bundled up. But we naively pressed on with our plans.

My sister made the wedding dress and the two bridesmaid dresses. My sister is nothing if not determined. She knew she could get them done. Well she got hers done and my friend’s (who was loaning the house—the other bridesmaid) done. And she was working on mine. And working on mine. I really did not pick a complicated dress. But it had ribbing in it and she had never done that before. And I often wasn’t there when she wanted to do a fitting. So she used herself as a model. Which was all well and good for the most part, but at that time my sister had a few more, eh-hem, curves than I did. So the dress was a little more…endowed than I was. But it was beautiful. Especially when it was finished—which was a few hours before the wedding.

My parents, God bless them, catered my wedding. My father was running a deli at that time and had catered hundreds of weddings (with much larger budgets, though) but he said he could do it. My mother made not only the wedding cake, but a groom’s cake with chocolate butter cream frosting—my future hubby’s only request.

One thing we were extravagant about (I thought) was the photographer. I wanted good pictures and I didn’t want to make a guest take photos. Almost fifteen years later I don’t know if I would do that part the same way again. My photographer took over half of our budget—I am thinking honeymoon would have been better. We actually did take a few days—but on a very limited budget.

So anyway…two days before the wedding my friend C., who was hugely pregnant and due any day called with a request. Her husband, a marine, was called on to fill a duty slot that night. Could she come and stay at my house? Well sure, but my parents were there, my sister lived there, and (no I’m not advocating it, but that’s the way it was) my honey lived there, too. So it was a two bedroom duplex. Sure! Let’s play sardines before my wedding. My parents took my sister’s bed, honey and I slept on the floor, and C. and my sister took my bed. Somewhere around 2 a.m. the sweetest voice (my friend C. had such a soft, sweet little voice) said…”Julie…I think my water broke in your bed.”

Well hubby to be said, “Holy (explicative)!!!” and the race to get her to the hospital was on. My parents still snicker about that adventure to this day. We called C.’s husband, who said as soon as someone could relieve him he would meet us at the hospital, we threw clothes on, and away we went. The short of it is that C. delivered her sweet baby the day before my wedding.

That was an eventful day. It snowed. Remember I had an outdoor wedding scheduled??? My dress wasn’t done. The coffee urn to be loaned never materialized. The suits for the groomsmen needed picked up. The house needed a complete cleaning, including windows, the tables for the food and the cake itself had to be set up, and…I don’t know what all else. I just remember driving around running errands in the SNOW!!! Sigh.

Well, even though we were living together, my hubby-to-be and I agreed we would be old-fashioned and not see each other until the ceremony. So I stayed at my friend’s house—the lake house, with her and two other of my close friends. And her cat. Skat, Skat the cat from Hades. I slept downstairs with my wedding cake terrified that Skat would climb the cake in the middle of the night. He was adventurous like that. But he didn’t. And the cake survived. And so did I.

The next day dawned beautiful, the flowers were gorgeous, my dress was finished, people showed up and one of my most embarrassing moments ever occurred. On my way to walk up to my future husband and the minister I got my veil caught in the rain gutter. So the first vision of loveliness seen by my darling was me, yanking my veil with both hands and laughing hysterically. The rest as they say—was history. We said, “I do.” We did. And here we are almost fifteen years later.


9 comments:

Karen said...

What a great story! I haven't decided if I am going to post mine or not...I was such a different person back then, but perhaps I will, we'll see:-)

Sheryl said...

Awww...sigh...I love love stories and wedding stories...thanks for sharing!
BTW...the photos are beautiful and what a handsome couple!!

CoachJ said...

How great!! I love to hear wedding stories and thank you so much for including photos!!!

DebD said...

What a great story! We got married in Oct. too. We just love the fall.

You look so beautiful and the dress is lovely. Your sister did a marvelous job.

Bss said...

Sounds like quite an adventure!!! lol It's nice to look back and remember those special moments. A beautiful bride!

Sonya said...

Great story and wonderful pics! I love that your sister made your dress. That's a very special memory to have!

Donna said...

Very interesting reading!

so grateful to be Mormon! said...

hi julie: great story! loved reading this. you made me laugh out loud at the (not even surprising) water breaking moment and the veil in the gutter moment! wow, i can just see you doing that! what a hoot! just think how bored we'd be if everything always worked out totally perfectly? thanks for sharing this fun moment.

~blessings girl, kathleen :)

so grateful to be Mormon! said...

hi julie: i am still imagining the whole veil/gutter moment and it just cracks me up! :)

~happy friday girl. blessings, kathleen