Jeff and I got married! It still remains one of the all time best decisions I've ever made in my life...and one of the easiest as well.
We have such good memories of our wedding day...and I was the one who didn't want a big wedding! But it started off so well...I found a sweet, romantic card from my future husband hidden in my wedding dress (planted there by my mom) first thing in the morning. Although my mother got stung by a bee during the photo sessions (in between her breasts no less!), we got some great shots in the morning sunlight that I still like looking at. And I think the Benedryl helped her enjoy the wedding more ;) I had fallen down a flight of steps 2 days before our wedding day, but somehow my hip didn't hurt at all the morning of...adreneline is a wonderful thing. And I don't remember feeling AT ALL nervous. I knew that no matter what happened, I would be joined with Jeff at the end of the day...and that's all that I really cared about.
The only thing I would change about the whole day is how it ended. We rushed back to my parent's house after the reception and got changed and tore through our gifts...deciding what would fit in our suitcases. Not much fun. And then we had to rush out to drive to the airport...for our move to California. I think I cried for half the trip. Poor Jeff. I'm sure he was wondering how soon that marriage license became legal.
But now 7 years later, it is just a story we tell. And anniversaries aren't even that big of a deal. I guess when you fully expect to be together forever, 7 years doesn't seem that long. :)
***this blog entry represents only Giselle's opinions. Jeff may not agree. He probably feels like 7 years has been a very long time. :) ***
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