Mrs. Hummingbird, Toronto
Age and Occupation: 25, Publishing Coordinator
Fiance's Age and Occupation: 24, Videogame Designer/Cartoonist
Engagement Date: May 4, 2007
Wedding Date: June 28, 2008
Blogging Since: September 18, 2007
Venue: A garden wedding followed by a tented reception on Mr. Hummingbird's father's property.
About Me: I’m a pop culture loving, vintage obsessed foodie living in Canada’s biggest city with my fantastic fiancé and our lovable fluffy cat Bettie. I’m stoked to marry my best friend and to throw what I hope will be
the most fun and colourful party of our lives.
Parting is Such Sweet Sorrow
October 6th, 2008 @ 8:50 am by Mrs. Hummingbird
I was the first one he told. It took him a while to find the words, but when he did, they were to me.
“Jillian, I’m gay.”
Three little words, so basic, so simple, but they made his voice shake when he said them. Because saying them made it real.
I’ll admit I was surprised. I had only known him as straight. He’d dated one of my friends and I had often assumed they’d get married. Him and Her.
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Drinks, Drinks, and More Drinks - The Hummingbird Cocktail Hour Continued
September 25th, 2008 @ 5:15 pm by Mrs. Hummingbird
When we last left our sparkly new spouses, they were taking formal pictures with their photographer . . .
The Hummingbird Cocktail Hour - Formal Portraits
September 23rd, 2008 @ 2:02 pm by Mrs. Hummingbird
I have to say as we launch into this first set of pictures that we were incredibly lucky to have the wedding where we did. Not only is Mr. Hummingbird’s father’s property naturally gorgeous, but the man is a workhorse who put an incredible amount of effort into making sure that everything was perfect for our day. He mulched the gardens. He laid new garden tile. He planted wildflowers. He installed lights and a gorgeous new pond fountain. And all of his hard work totally shows in the lush greenery of out setting, so major kudos and many thanks to him!
As a nod to family tradition, the place we gravitated to for pictures was the trellis which Mr. Hummingbird’s father and his lovely wife Gina had gotten married under two years before.
For those of you who haven’t gone through the experience of your own wedding yet, I will tell you that after the ceremony, you are overcome with two major feelings…
Those of general goofiness…
Yes, that’s right ladies! He’s taken now!
Blogging on the Down-low
September 22nd, 2008 @ 4:26 pm by Mrs. Hummingbird
or The Tea Kettle, Part 2: Electric Bluegaloo!
Photo courtesy of www.bedbathandbeyond.com
As I do not have photo software on my new laptop, Mr. Hum is currently resizing our wedding pics for me on his, but I figured while I wait, I would share with you ladies a little story about the power of the blog.
An M.I.A. Mrs.
September 19th, 2008 @ 1:00 pm by Mrs. Hummingbird
Okay, so I’ve been a bad Bee. With no explanation, I dropped off the face of the planet in the middle of recapping our wedding. Now, I could come out with the usual round of excuses and say it was because I got really busy at work or because I caught the end of the summer flu that’s been going around or because I didn’t have the pictures back from the photographer, but I’m going to level with you. The truth of the situation is I was weddinged out.
Now don’t get me wrong, I love blogging on the site and I love chatting and interacting with our reading audience (you guys are very smart and funny people), but after a year of nonstop discussion about all things wedding, I just hit this point where I really wanted time away from that. I wanted to relax. To hang out with my brand spanking new husband. To snuggle down with a good book. To learn how to cook. To get some perspective on everything so that when I did write my recaps, I could be excited and do a good job on them instead of ploughing through them like they were just another wedding chore.
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Ceremony: The Big Show!
August 5th, 2008 @ 8:28 am by Mrs. Hummingbird
Someone commented in the days before the wedding that our tent looked like it was meant for a circus. In retrospect, this comment makes me laugh because a wedding kind of is a circus - it’s one gigantic whirling spectacle that you are the focus of. So what better to contain it than a big top?
The big top prior to the big show!
Pre-Ceremony: Anxiety, Ass Exposure and an Abandoned Note
July 25th, 2008 @ 11:55 am by Mrs. Hummingbird
(All of us married Bees have talked about how recaps are often the least commented on posts of a Bee’s blogging tenure because they tend to be pretty straightforward and/or boring in comparison to the “Ahhh! I’m Getting Married! Look At My Crafts!” kind of posts. However, I promise to do my absolute best to make my recaps as fun as possible and hope that you’ll all enjoy reading and experiencing the day with me!)
My dress and my MOH’s dress in the prep room - It’s time to shine people!
As you all read in our previous wedding morning entries, both Mr. Hum’s experiences and mine ran the scale of tame to tense.
For me, the wedding morning was perfect and I wouldn’t have had it any other way. In fact, I felt pretty Zen right up until we pulled up to Mr. Hum’s dad’s house and realized we were t-minus one hour out. And then…then things got a little chaotic. I had been told Mr. Hum was running around inside, so, for a few minutes, I was exiled out in the driveway still wearing my civvies before S.W.A.T. (Special Wedding Accompaniment Team) deemed the hallway clear and rushed me through past a bunch of guests into a bedroom.
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Mr. Hummingbird’s Wedding Morning: The Weddening, Part 2
July 18th, 2008 @ 3:23 pm by Mrs. Hummingbird
You may recall when we last left Mr. Hummingbird, he was experiencing quite the harrowing wedding morning. He was in a state of rage as two of the centerpiece’s flowers had broken off, leaving the centerpieces uneven, and the day, potentially ruined. 
And now again, ladies and gentlemen…Mr. Hummingbird.
After they calmed me down, we got the remainder of the flowers onto the tables. My brother and Alex then prepared to take off to Milton so that Alex could get checked into the hotel, and also to pick up any guests who might be there already. During this time, the caterer showed up, and asked me where he should drive the van around to get to the tent. I directed him to come around the back side of the house, specifically telling to stay up on the slope, because driving low on the hill would get his van stuck in the mud. This had happened several weeks before, and my dad had to spend two days filling in the holes and reseeding the grass. Read more…
Mr. Hummingbird’s Wedding Morning: The Weddening, Part 1
July 18th, 2008 @ 10:23 am by Mrs. Hummingbird
For today’s post, I am stepping back and letting Mr. Hummingbird narrate his morning’s happenings. Take it away, Mr. Hum!
Mr. Hummingbird here, with the story about my wedding morning. Oh, it was a fun one.
The night before was a quiet night, hanging out with my brother and our videographer Alex. We smoked cigars, drank beer and played Boom Blox on the Wii until my dad came down and told us to go to bed around 3:30. I passed out quickly, and woke up fresh and excited the next morning, ready for what I knew would be a great day. After all, why be stressed? We’d worked on this wedding for a year, so what could go wrong?
Mrs. Hummingbird’s Wedding Morning: A Recipe For Success!
July 17th, 2008 @ 12:49 pm by Mrs. Hummingbird
I am a worst-case scenario girl. I prepare and prepare and always have a million contingency plans. I make jokes and act like a goof, but underneath all the happy trappings and wrappings, I am pretty much a big ball of nerves.
Having an outdoor wedding was definitely a major test of my sanity. As you readers might remember in the days leading up to the wedding, I was panicked about the weather. The historical forecast was promising in that it had only rained once on our wedding day in the previous seven years, but the current one was mocking me with promises of overcast skies and rain. And when I was awakened by a major lightning and thunderstorm approximately 12 hours before our ceremony was to begin, I’d be lying if I said that my interior monologue wasn’t riddled with profanities.
However, when I woke up the morning of, instead of feeling stricken with stress, I actually felt fine. In fact, I felt really good. I might not be able to change the weather, but I could change my attitude. It was out of my hands, so I might as well enjoy myself. Grey skies be damned! I was getting married that day!
*insert Monica from Friends-style jump for joy, complete with awkward falling down*
