Annie has a wonderful Time Travel Tuesday. . . remembering our weddings. Unfortunately, I can't seem to scan any photos, so until I work out the bugs, here's the story:)
Dan and I were married on June 2, 1984. It was a beautiful day, after having poured rain on the rehearsal dinner the night before. It's funny, but when I think back to 'the wedding' I almost always think of the near-catastrophe that occured because I neglected to confirm that the band was coming! My roomate/best-friend/maid of honor realized this the night before and, first thing, in the morning told my mother. She immediately called the band, and sure enough, they didn't have us on the calendar!! God bless this man, he pulled together his band members and enough musicians, that we had our band, and it was the best party ever! I felt so bad, because it was one of the few things that my dad really wanted for my wedding -- the rest was all Mom's and my planning. I just plum forgot to call and confirm -- ditsy young thing that I was.
I'm glad I got a chance to look through our album this morning. Most of the day has remained a blur in my memory, but looking at the photos, we sure had a great time! I hadn't looked through those photos in years, although we do drag out the "bride and groom" champagne glasses most anniversaries to toast one another.
I think back to all the planning that was involved in this 'big day'. The dress, the bridesmaid's gowns, the tuxes, the rings, the flowers, the gorgeous cake with the topper that was made using the vintage bride and groom topper from my parents' wedding -- all done with fresh flowers. The dancing! Dan and I took dance lessons before the wedding -- his idea -- and it was the best thing we ever did. When I think about it, the dancing and the music were the best parts of the whole wedding -- my dad and Dan's ideas, and the only one's my mom and I went with from them! Of course, Dan wanted our first dance to be to the song, To All the Girls I've Loved Before, sung by Willie Nelson. I don't even remember the first dance song, but it sure wasn't that one!
We had a dinner buffet and dancing for about 250 guests. We spent our first night at the beautiful Fairmont Hotel in downtown Denver, which is no longer there:(, and the next morning left for our honeymoon in Hawaii. I knew where we were going, but that was it, as Dan planned the whole thing as a surprise from the first night to where we stayed on the islands -- first Oahu and then Maui. Ahhh, as much as I loved being there 23 years ago, I think I would really appreciate a tropical vacation with just my husband a hundred times moreso, now! Maybe for our 25th?? (hint, hint)
If I can get the pictures up, I'll update this later. Thanks, Annie, for hosting this! (And thanks, sweetie, for 23 wonderful years.)