crashing back down to earth

We’re finally back, all the way married, wearing 50% more bling, and completely and utterly depressed that our dream wedding and honeymoon had to come to an end.

I’ve thought about what I should write here about the wedding about a hundred times. I’ve considered doing a “Wedding Story” the way the mommybloggers do a “Birth Story.” I’ve considered just throwing up a zillion photos and not even trying to piece it all together in words, because it was Just. That. Amazing. (Not to mention the most complicated sentences I’ve constructed in the past week have been, “Rocks, yes, salt, yes” and “I love you, my husband, ahhh I have a husband!”)

The best stories are still trickling out. For instance, I learned on the last night of our honeymoon that Andrew went skinny-dipping in the ocean after the reception! I allegedly knew this at the time, but was too happy (and drunk) in the swimming pool to remember.

Amie had to hitchhike to the wedding rehearsal.

My friend Katie felt so lovey toward her new boyfriend (whom she had sadly left at home) that she did the international version of the drunk-dial and drunk-emailed him saying that she wanted them to be together “4-EVA!”

Andrew and I ate enough Mexican food at the reception to fuel us through a three-hour dance marathon during which I absolutely could not be peeled off the dance floor, not even to eat cake or do tequila shots with my dad. We danced to Shakira, Beyonce, and Andrew’s favorite wedding song of all time, The Humpty Dance. There was some Def Leppard and air guitar somewhere in there too.

The ceremony was perfect (duh, we wrote it!) and Amie had a beautiful reading. Random surfers and doggies joined in to watch on the beach, but I was oblivious to the uninvited guests because I was staring lovingly into Andrew’s eyes. Incidentally, Andrew claims that I looked nervous enough to “bolt down the aisle the other way” but I don’t think that’s true at all.

Actually, the only time I was nervous was during our first dance (song: Ben Harper’s “Forever” – thanks to whoever suggested it!) when I had a little fit of OMG OMG EVERYONE IS STARING AT ME PANIC PANIC DO MY ARMS LOOK FAT OMG. Solution: Have a margarita or two or three.

The most amazing thing is that people came from literally all over the country to celebrate with us. Vermont, Ohio, Boston, Washington, Michigan, Nebraska, New York, California, Colorado, and I know I am forgetting some. It was great to have all the people we love (minus one or two) together, becoming friends with each other outside of us. We felt so loved, and so lucky. Cheesy, but true. I don’t even know how to thank people for coming, not to mention our parents for hosting everything. Just thinking about it all boggles my brain.

Eventually, sadly, I guess it had to end. We spent the week relaxing on the beach and reliving all of the fun moments, confessing to each other many times that we wouldn’t have changed a single thing.

And then today, it was back to the real world. Grocery shopping, unpacking, laundry. We even cleaned out the fridge. If I can’t be obsessive about the wedding, I have to be obsessive about something else instead, and today it was the freaking refrigerator.

I spent the other half of the day uploading photos. You can see the latest flickr set here, and I may post a few more throughout the week. I’m not quite ready to be done being a bride, and I’m going to squeeze out every last ounce of it that I can.


comments

  1. Wow! I’m glad you had such a happy time!

  2. It all sounds fabulous, and you guys had a great time! Very happy for you.

    As long as you’re cleaning out that fridge (as HUSBAND AND WIFE) and going grocery shopping (as HUSBAND AND WIFE!), you’ll still be a great bride, Janet!

    P.S. I’m still jealous of the bling! And the Mexico trip!

  3. Welcome home! The pictures are great – thanks for sharing.

    Can’t you obsess about holiday stuff now? I know I make a spreadsheet (plus multiple checklists) for Christmas shopping, anyway…

    And, if nothing else, you can keep saying “husband” and “wife” and giggle at the newness of it. Yay!

  4. It’s not so fun to come back to normal life, but at least you had fun. Sounds like an awesome time! :)

  5. I am so glad you’re back. And am hoping that you’ll post 100 more pictures. I didn’t want to stop being a bride after my wedding either. Instead I kept celebrating each first…”First time eating a chipotle with my HUSBAND!” It may have been obnoxious but it helped curb the withdrawl.

    Luckily being a wife is just as wonderful as being a bride.

  6. Congratulations, again! And welcome back!!

  7. Sounds like it was a terrific party! I am glad you and Andrew (your husband!) are so happy! How amazing that so many people were willing and able to travel so far to celebrate with you.

    I hope Andrew has already forgiven you for the scheduling of the flight during the Ohio State/Michigan football game. =)

  8. congrats!! the pictures are stunning!

  9. “Husband and Wife” is the best photo!
    It may even make it into my new apartment.

  10. Welcome home! Can’t wait to see all of the pictures and read the stories. Congratulations!!

  11. Welcome home Mrs. Andrew. I hear Mexican food and margaritas are the cure for wedding withdrawal. And this is your FIRST! CHRISTMAS! “TOGETHER”!

  12. Yeah! So glad you’re back – doesn’t it always end too soon? I wish I could have been a fly on the wall to see your happy faces. Congratulations and yeah for skinnydipping!

    PS. Loooove the surfboard picture….inspired idea! (wink!)

  13. PPS. It is 100% normal to get “PWD” (post-wedding depression) – Just make sure to fill your time with fun things (ie cleaning the fridge..no jk) like writing all your thank-yous, organizing your pictures, etc. Before you know it, you’ll be helping your cousin-in-laws with their wedding, or…some other project will pop up. Take care and don’t feel bad if you’re a little blue.

  14. I think I might start bawling crying right now. CONGRATULATIONS!

  15. Okay wait, you know Amie in real life? I did not know this.

    And also…I can’t wait to see the pictures. I’m off to see them RIGHT NOW.

    Welcome back, married lady.

  16. I’m glad that you are back so we can chat, but sad that you are back and the honeymoon is over.

    You got some amazing photos! Stunning.

    I think Meepers is right: give yourself a project or a goal to work for. A fun one (thank-yous, while necessary are not fun). Maybe a craft project?

    Yes, Isabel – we know each other in real life! So when Jan comes to Seattle next Spring, we are going to kidnap you so we can all meet in person!

    Again Janet, thanks for letting me be a part of such an amazing time. I felt honored.

  17. BEAUTIFUL photos! You ARE a beautiful bride and wife! The beach looked soooo beautiful. I’m happy that you are so happy!

  18. Simply stunning! Welcome home!

  19. yay welcome back :) Your photos look amazing, what a beautiful day you had!