i'll tell you all about it after the jump!
steve and i got married during the worst snow storm DC had seen for a century. at about ten PM the night before the big day, the washington DC temple called and told us they would be closed due to the weather, and we would have to reschedule. that's the last thing a bride-to-be wants to hear. we had family flown in from across the country, and some even came out from hawaii! and we were leaving on a twelve night caribbean cruise the following monday, and we would prefer that we were married before then. so we started making phone calls. we had to find someone else to perform the marriage, and we would have to pick him up on our way to our own wedding. and instead of an 11:00 ceremony, we had to be there as early as possible. my brother and steve were up until one AM shoveling snow that night, and by the time we woke up, there was a fresh seven inches, and it was still coming down. i was beyond stressed the morning of. i felt so nervous and sick, and i looked awful because i hadn't gotten any sleep. it took hours to get to the temple, and when we got there, found out my brother and his wife were stranded on 395.
the actual ceremony was wonderful. i can't complain about that. being there with steve, in a room full of people that loved us enough to brave the storm, was of course, unforgettable. that was the calmest i felt all day, and i realized that was the only part of the day that mattered. after the ceremony, i finally felt like i would survive whatever else came next.
well, nothing else really came. our venue for the wedding brunch cancelled, and we had to cancel our reception. i cut my cake in jeans and a t-shirt. i never got to hold my wedding bouquet, my bridesmaids didn't get to wear their handmade dresses. there was no dancing, no party, no photographer. all the work we had done setting up chairs and tables, making centerpieces, designing invitations was a waste. that was the saddest part for me. i tried to stay positive, but the whole time i just wanted to go in my room and cry.
at the end of the day, we had to have our family follow us to our hotel to make sure we didn't get stuck in the snow on the way there. which we did, and they had to push us out. by the time we got to the hotel, the restaurant was closed, so we had nothing to eat. the next morning, we had a dozen messages from people telling us they couldn't fly out, and needed our help, or wondering how we were doing, etc. we just wanted to be left alone, but since our cruise didn't leave until the next day, we had to go back to my parent's house.
monday morning, we got on our ship, and were finally alone. we relaxed, ate, watched movies, went to sleep...and then i threw up all night long. romantic, eh?
so that's my wedding story. was it a horrible, miserable, awful day? no, of course not. but it was something that was really hard for me to think about for a long time. honestly, i couldn't look at wedding pictures without feeling sad for months. and it was hard, because i mean, it's your wedding day! i had these visions of what my wedding day would be like for years, and it turned out nothing like what i had hoped for. but like everyone always tells me when they hear what happened, at least i've got a good story to tell. and i am thankful for the people who put so much effort into making it special, even if it didn't turn out. looking back, steve and i have realized that if we could do it over again, we would probably do it the same way. meaning, we would only want our closest friends and family there anyway (but we would get rid of the stress, snow, and anxiety involved).
so, now that i've blabbed on about my wedding day, i want to hear about yours! was it everything you dreamed of? was it stressful? were you nervous? big or small reception? any unforeseen disasters happen? what was the best part? the worst part? the unexpected parts? i want to hear it all!