Royal Wedding? Eat Your Heart Out!

I may be biased, but I’m pretty sure I just had the best wedding ever (judging by all the posts on Facebook, of course).  It was magical, romantic, funny and one hell of a dance party.  I couldn’t have asked for anything more.

My friend Sarah took these amazing photos. She actually took nearly 400 photos, each one just as amazing as the few I’ve posted here. I know what you’re thinking, why did we even hire a photographer?? I’ll tell you why: because there is a very small handful of pictures from the reception on any of our guests’ cameras. Why? Cause they were all having way too much fun to snap photos...

No real significance here, I just wanted to show my bangin' makeup done by Meghan Braida...an extremely talented artist that I've known for nearly 20 years.  Ok, maybe I wanted to show my Crossfit guns I am so proud of too...

We were married at Kenwood Farms and Gardens which is a privately owned property that overlooks the Kenwood winery vines. John, the owner and chef is absolutely adorable.   

The theme was citrus. These simple center pieces turned out better than I could have ever imagined. And they were very inexpensive to boot!

Our guestbook was a whole bunch of corks that Jim and I have collected throughout our relationship. My sister in law, Connie is going to make them into a wreath for our wall. 

During our vows, Jim promised to forever pick up the dog poop from our yard! 

I think I may have broken a record with how many parents I have. Pam and Mike are on the right, and are my new in-laws!!!

Our photographer though that the light (and subject matter) of our wedding was so beautiful that he asked if we'd be OK with him using us as his portfolio. 

An incredible illustration of less is more...

There is so much more to say and show...but I'll just say this: everyone told me it would be a blur, that I'd remember very little and this is absolutely true. What I do remember is:

1. HUGS! Tons and tons of hugs. I felt like I was weaving through hugfest 2011 and I loved it.

2. Dancing. Everyone was dancing. Our parents, friends, relatives and even my grandma!

3. Photobooth. Everyone should have a photobooth at their wedding. From my three year old niece to the folks in their 60's - everyone LOVES a photobooth. 

4. Our last dance. Our last dance was Home by Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros. Jim heard this song over a year ago and thought that it's message (feeling as if "home" is wherever the person you love is) was symbolic of how he feels about us. I know, swoon. Anyway, it's upbeat and infectious rhythm had us thinking that it would be a perfect last dance. By the end of it, we were all in layers of circles, holding hands, dancing, clapping and laughing. It was after-school-special cheesy and incredibly moving.  

Soooo typical, Dexter.

Why am I at home writing a blogpost instead of on the road, wedding dress in tow? Oh because Dexter got in a scuffle yesterday and woke up this morning with one half of his face looking like the freaking Nutty Professor.

Well, really, I'd still be here because Jim had to work part of today but: I'm going to be here later than I wanted because since we had to take Mr. Bully to the doctor this morning, all our last minute errands (Micheal's, King's Jewelers, Electric Beach Tanning) must be done after Jim gets back...so I sit here...waiting...contemplating...killing my cat.

Here's a picture of him under the bed where he's been since we got back from the vet. Because, get this: HE'S pissed at ME because I let the mean doctor give him a shot in his tush. Ungrateful child.

I'll miss you, baby!

Before I Leave To Go Get Married...

I just have two, unrelated things to talk about before I embark on what will likely be a two week hiatus from the world wide web.

1. If I could give any advice to a bride, it would be this: write and send thank you cards the second you get a gift. These days most people shop online for gifts and send them directly to the giftee's house. I've literally been writing 1-3 thank you cards per week for the last few months and it has made my life so much easier. 

2. Last night I ended up having a sort of impromptu bachelorette party with my SLC girlfriends. Ok, so I mass texted anyone with a vagina asking them to come drink with me, but whatever. What I thought (seriously, I did) was going to be a few cocktails and then some burgers at Fat's, turned into hella beers and three shots of jager and then having pizza delivered to the freaking bar. WOW, it was so much fun! Except for that jager part which was not so much fun later. Thanks to an AMAZING group of ladies that I am so lucky to have met here in the SL of C. Here's to making more ladies' nights happen!

And that's about how good my vision was by the end of the night...