Flashing Back On The Party
One year ago, almost to the minute, I was bouncing off the walls, stressed almost to my limits. It was the day of our wedding reception. The caterer had just called to tell us someone had poached our spot at Crown Point, and because of that we needed to find tables and chairs for about 80 people. Spinner was off hunting down the cake. Diego was probably being a pain – nothing unusual – he just gets that way when he thinks he’s being ignored or abandoned.
Everything worked out though, and it was a wonderful day. Hands down one of the best days of my life. The June wedding’s right up there too, and it’s hard to put one over the other. Yes, I’m still proud to be a June Party B but always love a good party.
Small, intimate, peaceful ceremony to express our commitment versus large, public, and just plain FUN party to celebrate that commitment. Tough call.
For years, assuming we’d never get “married”, we celebrated the anniversary of our first date. Since then we’ve celebrated that and the anniversary of the June wedding. We’re both remembering today, but there’s nothing special planned. Two anniversaries per year is enough for any couple.
I don’t think this last year has been easy on anyone. The fabulousness was so much that the H8ers felt they had to step in and try to end our marriage, and the most fabulous cake shop around was a victim of the recession. But I’m definitely happy we’ve taken this route and appreciate everyone who came out a year ago to help us celebrate. Now back to meeting Diego’s need for attention.