Wedding Blog

Well, here I am! My wedding ended less than 12 hours ago.

My thoughts are too scattered and discombobulated to put them together in any sort of an articulate manner, so here we go:

(because I’m a pessimist)
THE NOT-SO-GOOD:
~They say that on her wedding day, all a bride’s problems just melt away. Let me tell you: This was NOT the case for me at all. Putting on the big white dress didn’t stop people from constantly pestering me, even though my two coordinators were following me at all times. I barely had time to talk to our guests, or even Mr. Blueberry, because I was continually putting out fires.
~Speaking of my coordinators, I had a sort of scary event: while at brunch, Lynette called to say she was too sick to make it to my event, and that she was sending her daughter/business partner, and their associate, in her place. This scared me–Lynette knew all my details way in advance, and knew just how things were supposed to flow. Would her daughter? YES. What could have been *very* bad and scary worked out marvellously–they were SO helpful, and we had some time before the ceremony to chat and relax so I was ultimately very comfortable with them. Couldn’t have gone better .

~I feel like our venue was misrepresented to us. Back when we booked it, I blogged about some reservations I had–namely, the fact that since we had multiple rooms I was afraid there wouldn’t be a flow. Well, I should’ve gone with my gut. Hardly anyone danced all night, it was very disappointing in that regard. There was a sort of schism among the guests, not much blending among those on the patio and those in the garden room, those in the ballroom and those who ended up relaxing outside, etc.
~But a large part of the reason so few people danced, was our DJ. *He* was awful. We gave him a list which pretty much said “We have lots of college friends, so let’s get lots of upbeat party music.” He played two Fergie songs, and the rest were slow stuff–think 80’s prom. Blech. He didn’t play a single Michael Buble song (that I heard, anyway). And we had *specifically* told him that we wanted lots of that. Also, he wouldn’t announce anything on the speaker. This made things like the garter and bouquet toss seem half-assed, with only a handful of our guests present.
~Somehow, someone started spreading the message that Jeanette, a dear friend of my mom’s, was our caterer. They relegated her to the kitchen, putting her in charge of all the food. Poor Jeanette didn’t say anything, and once we caught the snafu I had to run around fixing it….
~Because Alice had insisted that we hire attendants to set up the food. Guess what? Her “attendants” were high school kids, who spent the majority of the evening sitting on the patio stealing our beer, and occasionally half-assedly bussing a table. AB-so-LUTE-ly WORTHLESS.

THE GOOD:
~I got married! Everything about the ceremony was perfect. From the littlest flower girl carefully placing petals here and there as she was carried down the aisle, to Gary’s (the officiant) careful correct pronunciation of my maiden name, it couldn’t have gone better. I didn’t cry. My eyes welled up, but no tears came out. I was just so happy to be with Mr. Blueberry.
~Oh, and it is true what they say about the trip down the aisle…I was completely oblivious to everything around me–I have no clue how fast I walked, I don’t remember everyone standing, nothing. I just remember seeing Mr. Blueberry at the front.
~Our flower girls looked *gorgeous*. So perfect! They kept coming up to me all night and hugging me, saying “I love you Mrs. Blueberry! And I love Mr. Blueberry!”. They really kept me sane
~The ceremony set-up was perfect. Mr. Blueberry’s relatives made that their realm, and it couldn’t have been better. Aunt Judy ran the unity candle set out at the last minute–right before the ceremony began!
~The receiving line was wonderful. I was glad to have had the chance to at least say hi to all our guests.
~So many people came. A few who had said they would, didn’t, but honestly I didn’t even notice until I went through the guest list just a second ago.
~My hair was *amazing*. Really spectacular (if I do say so myself). Rhoda, my hairdresser and a good friend of the family, came to the wedding early to do post-photo touchups, and then right before the grand entrance she helped me get my veil off. It was so reassuring that she was there–I’m actually pretty vain about my hair and I was worried that it would lose its curl too early in the evening. But Rhoda was right there with her hairspray and curling iron! Such a relief to me.
~Mom and MOH Katie laced me into my dress tighter than ever before. I couldn’t breathe, but I looked tiny.
~The grand entrance, to Star Wars, was fun.
~We argued our way through the first dance (”Faithfully” by Journey). It was one of our fun, lighthearted, pseudo-arguments (I’m sure you know what I mean), not actually any anger. But to guests, it just looked like we were dancing and talking.
~At the bouquet toss, I threw it over my head and it made a line drive for a beer sitting on a table. Oops! Then a friend of mine grabbed it out of the beer made it hers. Very funny moment
~The toasts were *amazing*. With Mr. Blueberry’s permission I might post his in its entirety (not sure if he’ll let me or not). And Chris’s was hilarious, Katie’s was *really* moving, my dad’s was short and sweet, and Bob’s was rambling and very funny. I loved it all.
~And I know I mentioned it before, but our coordinators were *fantastic*. Really really fantastic. I can’t even imagine how I would’ve been without them there, and I love that these two ‘random’ girls showed up and totally saved my day. I’ll talk more about it in the vendor reviews.
~Speaking of vendor reviews, I’d just like to state for the millionth time how great our photog and videographer were. I really can’t wait to see the video (2 or 3 months) and the photos (3 weeks).

There’s so much more to post about, but I’ve got people coming over for the brunch in about 20 minutes and I have to shower. If our hotel has wireless I’ll make a post tonight.

Thanks for all the well-wishes! I did think about you Xanga and Weddingbee girls periodically in the night.