I’ve mentioned in the past that we’ve had some family drama. My parents are divorced (not at all amicably) and my dad is remarried—to a woman 20 years younger. (I mean, you’re going to see my wedding pictures; it’s not exactly a secret.) Both Clover Dad & his wife were previously married, and they got married when my sister and I were in our 20s (which is why you may notice I refer to her as my dad’s wife—it seems strange to call her my stepmother).
That’s a tricky situation, and it hasn’t always been pretty.
We’ve had several pretty long periods in which we’ve had almost no contact with her, and she didn’t meet Shamrock until we were engaged. The four of us sat down together, and one of the things K (Dad’s wife) emphasized was that she really wanted the time leading up to the wedding to be special for us, and she wanted to do everything possible to make it that way.
I almost hate to say it but I am going to anyway—coming up with our seating arrangement was very easy for us! We started with some bare bones (which parents should be where, etc.) and then filled in the gaps based on who we thought would enjoy each other. You may recall that we decided to use the squares of Savannah as table names, which were designed by our day of coordinator, Adrianne. Adrianne also made the seating arrangement poster—a bigger version of the map we were using on the tables.
Now that we’ve designated March as Thailand time, we have a few days right after the wedding and before the holidays for another adventure. Everyone we’ve talked to highly encourages getting out of town right after the wedding, even if it’s just for a short time or to a nearby destination. I can see the logic in their argument. The days leading up to the wedding will be a flurry of finishing up projects, greeting and spending time with visiting family, and making sure that the best laid plans of the past 14 months are being executed to perfection. I can already foresee how I’ll be craving some alone time with Mr. S in a place where there are no plans, no cares, and lots of naps. So like Miss Hen, andmanyotherbeesbeforeme, we’re treating ourselves to a mini-moon!
A few criteria for our mini-moon:
In keeping with the grand honeymoon requests, a destination neither of us has been to before. Elephants not mandatory, but of course welcome.
Beachy. We’ll be entering the dead of winter by the time our wedding rolls around, so we are taking this opportunity to bask in some sun. Based on last year’s winter, we might not see the sun again until May.
Laid-back, where sarongs and flip-flops are acceptable dinner attire.
Secluded, but not isolated. Rustic, but well appointed.
Our first dance song was pretty much a no-brainer for us. The first concert we ever went to as a couple was a group called Band of Horses. They toured through Providence, Rhode Island back in 2007, and Mr. Jet and I were both big fans. Their ballad, “No One’s Gonna Love You,” was a fast favorite and became “our song” soon thereafter.
Still gives me warm fuzzies:
We swayed awkwardly for the next three-and-a-half minutes and whispered to each other how amazing it felt to be in that moment with each other. It felt like no one else was in the room.