This weekend, we are traveling to Montreal to celebrate our one year anniversary. Having been there before, we knew it would a be a place that we could go and just enjoy. More importantly, natural disasters shouldn’t be following us there.
You may be wondering what the importance of that statement is, huh? And, no- I’m not making any sort of reference to anything happening in the world right now. I realized today that I never blogged about our honeymoon. And, then I realized that there were SO many moments of our wedding that I want to remember. So, in order to re-emerge into the writing scene of this blog, I thought “what better way to break the ice than talk about my wedding? Self indulgent, yes. But, people love weddings!” So, here we are.
- There were TWO Hurricanes the week of our Wedding- both were names in my family
Hurricane Matthew was the first one leading up to our wedding day. It was hilarious because my brother and his fiancé are both “Matthew”, AND, rumor had it they were looking at that weekend to get married. The day of our wedding it rained like no other. The whole day, my friends and brothers were watching the radar to see if we would be able to have the ceremony outside. In the end, I made the decision to have it inside since it was cold. One of my favorite moments was when Mark and I snuck outside to do portraits and the sun came through.
So, it rained. I can’t control the weather, and neither can you, future brides. Just go with it.
2. The Second Hurricane followed us to Bermuda
While booking our honeymoon, we were told “Go to Bermuda- it’s great this time of year.” History has it, that Bermuda hadn’t been hit with a Hurricane in 10 years, so we thought “that sounds great.” I also love Bermuda, I knew it was fun, and I was excited to do all the fun Caribbean things with Mark. (It was his first time out of the country!)
As we boarded our flight, there was a tropical storm, Nicole, in that area. “Nothing to worry about.” we were told. By the time we got to our hotel, Nicole was upgraded to a Category 1 Hurricane headed straight to Bermuda. We tried to enjoy our time anyway, so we went to the beach. Well, you couldn’t go swimming because the tides were so strong. Which meant no snorkeling, no jet skiing, no casual dip- no fun Caribbean activities. By the time we went to sleep that night, Hurricane Nicole was a Category 3 and it was projected to make landfall within a day and a half. Needless to say, we got the f on out of there. We got on the last flight out of Bermuda, in the last two seats. We flew to Philly, got a connection to New York, and basically never spoke about our 43 hours in Bermuda, ever.
And, the family member, you ask? A cousin who didn’t attend our wedding.
3. I didn’t like my hair by the end of the night.
If there was ONE thing I could re-do about our wedding, it would have been my hair. It fell from the heaviness of my veil and by the end, it just didn’t look great. It’s my hope and dream to re-wear my wedding dress one day and have my favorite photographer do portraits of us on the mountains in Colorado.
4. The After Party was Lit.
I forgot to do one thing for our wedding- book us a car service to get to the hotel that we were staying at for a few hours before going to the airport (early flight, ya know.) So, we ended up taking the bus we arranged for our guests staying at the hotel. From there, we ended up hanging out with a few family members and friends in a hotel room. We stole 3 boxes of our own favors, which were La Marca bottles, popped them, and got ridiculous. Halfway through, we decided we were hungry. We walked to Wendy’s, in my wedding dress, walked through the drive-thru, they gave us food because, well, I was in my wedding dress, and as we were leaving, the guy who drove us to the hotel saw us, picked us up, and drove us back.
It’s Top 5 memories for me.
5. I Wouldn’t Do It Again
I do not regret our wedding day, at all. I poured my heart into every detail of that process- as Mark will tell you, I’m not great at telling someone how much I love them, but, I try to show them through actions. Our wedding was a joy to plan (even with the drama that always comes with a wedding). Lying awake and planning the “Verity” in marquee lights for the bar, or, putting my books in the library as a cute detail, or designing the table “Names” (no numbers- good tip for any future brides- numbers create hierarchy, names are just names), was my escape.
The day itself was an absolute dream. Sure, it rained and my brother was at the wrong table. Sure, two people showed up who didn’t RSVP. But, none of it mattered. I knew why I was there and it was because I truly believe in marriage and I believe that marrying Mark was one of the best decisions of my life. Through hell and high water, I believe we have something that can get through it. And, that’s why I wouldn’t do it again; I won’t need to.