Our Wedding: A Jumbled Retrospective

So I’m back.  We’re married.  We honeymooned.  I’ve debated whether or not I should recap the events here.  To be frank, as the wedding drew closer, I was starting to dry myself nuts with all of the wedding talk.

Seriously, I was grossing myself out because I never wanted to be That Bride.  The bride that won’t shut up about menus, details, colors, dresses, etc.  The bride that just has to tell you at length about their do-it-yourself favors.  The bride you want to suffocate slowly with that custom made ring pillow they scoured Etsy for, for three weeks.

Yet by the time the week before the wedding arrived, I was suffering from what I affectionately dubbed “Bridal Brain Rot”.  (At this time, I would just like to formally apologize to anyone who had to converse with me that week.)

I got cranky a few times.  I stressed out.  I might have even had a bourbon or three to even me out.

And then, just like that?  It was over.

A few friends warned me that there was a good chance I’d succumb to post-wedding depression.  I mean we have been planning this wedding since April of 2008 (!), so wedding planning has always been lurking in the background of our lives in some form or another.

I have to be honest; when we got back from our honeymoon, I breathed a sigh of relief.  No more planning! I wanted to throw another party to celebrate that fact alone.  As soon as I got in my office today, I deleted all the wedding bookmarks in my browser and purged my Google Reader of wedding blogs.  It was so cleansing.

That said, while I will not be forcing in depth recaps upon you, there are some things I hope I never forget about that weekend.

There is something so incredibly special about having everyone you love in one place at the same time.  And it is bittersweet knowing that we’ll never have that group assembled in its entirety ever again.  It’s this magical moment, and depending on how you plan(ned) your wedding, that moment may be as long as a few days or as short as a few hours.

No matter how short or long, it’s over in an instant.  I vaguely remembered Patrick and I sitting in our hotel room after the wedding was all over.  I say “vaguely” because we… well, we thoroughly “enjoyed” our after party.  In our dizzy blissful drunken afterglow, eating chocolate covered strawberries and watching Ninja Warrior in our hotel room at the Hotel Monaco, we were in awe of everything that had transpired.

…and all the cliches are true.  I forgot to eat.  The day before the wedding, I made it to 5pm on 10 (literally) peanut M&Ms.  At the wedding I finally remembered food and had to enlist a bridesmaid to get food for me.  It then took another hour for me to sit down and actually have a little bit of it.

Also true? Not remembering much of what happened. Part of me is still trying to piece together everything!  It’s so bizarre.  When I try to just generally think about the sequence of events, I get lost. I remember feelings and moments.  Snippets here and there.

Slowly it’s coming back to me, though. Very slowly.

I remember the bottle of wine I drank a good bit of before the wedding, under the guise of sharing it with my bridal party in my hotel room.

I remember Derek coming to get me so he could give me away at the ceremony… and we killed time by trying to play Wii in the lobby of the Hotel Monaco.  Why it was there, I don’t know… but God bless the Hotel Monaco.

I remember as Derek was escorting me up the makeshift aisle (our wedding was outdoors) I heard a trumpet player who was camped out at the ceremony site playing “What a Wonderful World,” and thinking how fortuitous because I had wanted to get a trumpet player and never got around to it.

I remember how Patrick kissed me.

I remember being so thankful that I had scheduled in some time alone for Patrick and myself after the ceremony, but before the reception.  We went to Grape and Bean, a wine and coffee bar in Old Town, where we went the night Patrick had proposed.  They gave us free champagne and coffee to celebrate. It was perfect.

I remember how hot and sunny it was. Oh my god. And I was worried about rain!

I remember hanging out with Patrick and the bridal party on the lower floor of Murphy‘s before we were introduced.  For those who don’t know, we rented out the top floor of Murphy’s for the reception.  It was so much fun. Drinking beer. Relaxing. Air conditioning.

I remember us being introduced… kind of.  I vaguely remember cheering.

And this is where things get hazy.   It’s this jumble of hugs, laughter, dancing, maybe one or two (or three?) shots of Jameson… more hugs.  Laughing and almost crying at the same time during the speeches.  Stealing kisses from Patrick when I could.  Him mouthing to me “I love you,” from across the room.  Smiling so hard that my face hurt. Being silly.  Attempting to “get low” in a wedding dress, which was more difficult than I had originally anticipated.

And then, just like that, it was the last dance.  This I do remember.  Our last song was “Sweet Caroline” by Neil Diamond… and the mp3 cut out halfway, but no one cared.  We were all standing around in a circle, arms around each other, singing the rest of the song at the top of our lungs, heh.

The rest of the night was fantastic.  We had our after party downstairs.  There was an Irish musician there, entertaining all of the guests, as well.  I was a class act, eating nachos and mozzarella sticks in my wedding dress.  Given my reputation, the fact that I got no food on that dress is a miracle.

The next morning, after lunch with Derek, we packed up our car and hit the road for Colonial Williamsburg. But that’s another story.

* * * *

While I don’t want to be that bride who spends the rest of her marriage reliving her wedding day, forgive me if I do indulge myself at this moment.  It really was incredible.

I promise that, starting tomorrow, I’ll return to my regularly scheduled blogging, including a story where, in his sleep, Patrick thought I was our dog, Horatio, and had a conversation with me.

When the professional pictures come in (what I’ve shared was only a part of the preview), I might show off a few of those, but really…

…I’m just excited to see what other incredible memories will be making down the road.

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14 Responses to Our Wedding: A Jumbled Retrospective

  1. Meg says:

    So enjoyed reading your post and wow — looks like you had an absolutely fantastic day! I actually got a little weepy reading this, haha.

    You’re so right: there is something so magical about having everyone you love together in one place, and recognizing that this moment — beautiful, perfect — will never be here again. But in that moment? You were there. And it was exquisite.

    Congratulations to you and Patrick — may you have many, many happy years together. 🙂

  2. Jen says:

    I loved watching you two get married. Never have I seen anyone look so happy to get married as you both–and the way Patrick said “I do” to you was just inexplicably the most romantic “I do” I’ve ever seen.

    Hey, if you want everyone together again, you could always get married every year. 😉

    Oh, I think you “got low” pretty freaking well! It was gorgeous.

  3. Lexilooo says:

    Um, why don’t I remember you getting low???

  4. LiLu says:

    My heart is one big pile of schmoop for you, lady. Love this.

  5. Chris says:

    The groomsman picture instantly reminded me of this:

    Rules for Shooting Groomsmen

  6. Jen says:

    Aw, such a sweet post, Liz! I’m glad you are slowly remembering your wedding day; it’s like it’s lasting longer just so you can squeeze every last bit of enjoyment out of it.

    Congratulations again! I can’t wait to see more pictures; they came out so good, from what I’ve seen so far. It looks like everything was perfect.

  7. Laura says:

    I remember every moment of that day, and it was perfect. 🙂 I am happy for you guys, eternally, and I hope having all of your photos helps you remember each important moment! 🙂 Lots of love!

  8. Ohmygoshi says:

    it was such a great time, hopefully your pictures will help you piece together more of the night! xoxo!

  9. megabrooke says:

    this is my first time visiting your blog. and well, i don’t even know you, but your recap had me tearing up! sounds like such a perfect day. your recap was really sweet. congratulations!

  10. Danielle says:

    It was such a beautiful, special day. You and Patrick are truly perfect for each other, and it showed. There was so much love in the room. Love and cupcakes… mmm.

    I love you both and I’m so honored to have been there!

    PS – I do want recaps. It was THAT AWESOME.

  11. Rachel says:

    I can’t believe I haven’t gotten a chance to comment before now, but this looked like such a perfect day, and I’m so happy that everything turned out beautifully. Such a gorgeous bride you were 🙂

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