Seven Years and . . .

Three Kiddos Later. . .

 

And we're still going strong. Happy Anniversary D!

I enjoyed sharing that pizookie with you - NOT. Get your own next time, k? And seriously, could you not eat so much or so fast, or pretend to be thinking when you're really watching Monday Night Football. You do realize there was a screen behind your head as well for me to watch the game, and while I may not get football, I did cheerlead for football, and you aint' foolin' nobody.

(Playing catch-up on my blog. . .this should have been posted on the 20th, but not so bad, right?)

To make up for my tardy post enjoy my walk down memory lane. . .

We don't have a single photo of our wedding up in our home. We have an album which gets taken out every now and then, but no photos. After watching the slide show of our wedding, I think I know why. Our wedding day was a mix of raw emotions, and pure joy. It was bittersweet. My mom died unexpectedly 6 months prior to our wedding date. We went back and forth on whether or not we should postpone, continue, go smaller, etc. . .it was a tough decision. But, one day I walked downstairs, and a box of shoes sat on the bannister. It was the pair of shoes my mom and I picked out for my wedding. My dad somehow found them while cleaning up???? Anyhow, this was the sign. We went through with it.

Me in the dress my mom and I picked out. . .

 

The shoes that appeared on the banister as a sign to go through with the wedding. . ..

 

The single red rose I carried with me down the aisle in memory of my mom. . .

 

My handsome husband-to-be. . .cool, calm, and collected. . .

 

The picture I wanted all my life, and got. The same church both of our parents got married in. . .Red carpet and all.

 

The reason why I chose this dress. . .although I did have second thoughts (just once when I saw a champagne colored gown)

 

Us in front of the church after we said our vows. . .

 

Seven years later, and this is still one of my favorites. . .

 

Another few of my favorite shots. . .

 

 

 

The other photo I dreamed of having. . .posed just as my mom was in her cheong-sam. . .

 

I'm not a "normal" gal. . .see my GREEN cake?

 

Almost forgot about our two lions. . .

 

. . .and these chocolate dipped fortune cookies.

 

And I know I forgot about the coffee bar. . .

 

And I forgot about the teddy bear toss in lieu of tossing my bouquet. But I do remember why. . .my bouquet went to my mom.

 

I remember, however, getting cake all over, and changing into my second cheong-sam, and I remember that we FORGOT to do a toast. Where the heck was the wedding planner?

 

And I certainly did not forget how sloshed my husband was. . .see below for PROOF. . .and yes, I reminded him of this yesterday during our anniversary dessert.

 

As I reflect upon our wedding day, I know I was numb and that I don't remember a lot about the day, unfortunately. . .well, except for the fact that my groom was hammered. Maybe it's time to get some of these photos up in the house. As I watched the slide show and was reminded of all the details of our special day seven long years ago, the tears stream, and they are still filled with pain. While my dreams came true, my heart was broken. My new dream is one of renewing our vows. I'd really like to enjoy the moment and remember the celebration of our love. I'd like my tears to be only tears of joy, and if DH want's to get sloshed, that's okay too!

Love you D. . .

 

Don't forget my other wish is to take up dancing with you, okay?

 

Snapshots above taken from our slideshow, created by Cara Rhyner in 2003.