I’m not sure how many of you are new parents (or experienced parents—I bow down to you), but if you are you may nod your head in recognition of this second anniversary scenario:
After an early dinner out at a restaurant, probably our third solo date since having Baby D, and a short visit to a lakeside park to admire the stars, we got back in the car and started in the direction of home. It was just after 8:00 PM, I was incapable of stopping myself from yawning over and over, and we were debating whether we should go out for a drink just so we wouldn’t end up at home early enough that my dad would laugh at us.
“Most people aren’t even going OUT until eight o’clock,” said Mr. D.
So that’s year two. We did end up going out for that drink but called it a night right after that—the baby actually was more awake than us when we got home.
These past 11 months have flown by. It’s been almost a whole year since Jack and I got married, and this past year has been so different to the one that came before it. We got another kitty, spent our first Christmas together (just the two of us, no family), moved house, and grew a vegetable patch in our brand new garden. The year 2013 was craft-overload with bunting and old photographs. This year has been much more relaxed and I am loving it.
“So! How’s married life?” has been asked, I don’t know, a million times and my response is always “You know, it’s exactly the same.” Sure, we’re more relaxed now that we’re not planning a wedding, but our relationship is the same as it ever has been.
One thing I have noticed though is how much I don’t care about weddings anymore. Don’t get me wrong, my friend’s weddings that I’ve attended since have been awesome (and I helped my friend organise an incredible proposal), but I can’t even bring myself to watch ‘Don’t Tell The Bride’ or anything else like it. Wedding pictures on Instagram? Pass.
I’m so over weddings that I’ve only just got around to thinking about ordering an album. And we’ve still got to finish our video. But I do have a preview of sorts that I can share with you.
But before I do, I just want to sort-of recap over our evening reception. I guess the reason why that post was so hard was because, well, nothing much happened. The band were so out-of-this-world amazing that we just danced. And danced and danced and danced—there’s not much more to talk about. We had glow sticks and ’90s dance music and we danced until our feet fell off. And I think I ripped my dress because I was dancing so hard. Oops. … read more
Hi, everyone! Mrs. Waterfall checking in with the lovely ladies of the hive! I can’t believe that it’s already been a year (and two months) since I first said hello; and a year (and two months) since I married my favorite person in the whole entire universe! On our anniversary, my amazing husband surprised me by treating us to a delectable brunch, followed by a day of pure relaxation at the spa, and we finished the night by eating the top layer of our amazing wedding cake. I must say that it tasted delicious, even a year later!
For gifts, I wanted to stick to the paper theme and handmade these lovely canvas prints of some of our favorite wedding photos for Mr. Waterfall. Now we just need to find the perfect place to display them!
I really can’t believe an entire year has gone by since Mr. Rucksack and I tied the knot. It seems like just yesterday that we were celebrating our wedding with the best little dance party by the beach ever.
We celebrated our anniversary by going back to the place where our marriage began: The Madison Surf Club. We reminisced about the past year while drinking champagne on the beach before heading out to a fabulous dinner.
Hi, hive! It’s been six months (WHAT?!) since I wrote my farewell post, and I wanted to pop back in among the Farm/Sea Creatures generations (as well as Miss Parisian and the newly minted Mrs. Pyramid, still reppin’ the Honeymoon gen!) to touch base with you all.
For those of you who may not remember/know us, the Palm Trees are sort of in the “high school sweethearts” category, with a twist: we grew up across the street from one another. Mr. Palm Tree hated me, I desperately wanted to be liked and accepted by the boys in the neighborhood. We reconnected in high school and with the exception of one strange year, we’ve been together ever since.
All photography by Limelight-Images, the best wedding photographers EVER, unless otherwise noted
We were married last May by my awesome ciffer (cousin + best friend), who became ordained solely to marry us. We had amazing weather, a great day with our kick-ass wedding party, a short-but-super-sweet and personal ceremony followed by a pretty rockin’ party, if I do say so myself, that lasted until the wee hours of the morning.
I interrupt your regularly scheduled bloggers to bring you the following news: the Blue Whales have been married for ONE YEAR! Is that crazy or what?
Don’t know who I am? That’s OK. Here’s a reminder:
The Blue Whales are a fun-loving couple that adores music, sugar, and general silliness. We were married at Southern Tree Plantation in Blairsville, GA during a gorgeous spring afternoon. (Check out all the recaps here.)
That picture looks so serious. I need some color in my life.
Sorry for being MIA for a bit there, hive. I was busy gallivanting across Europe with some girlfriends, and though I intended to pre-schedule some posts for while I was gone, time has a way of eluding me.
But today is a special day. You see, two years ago today, Monsieur P shocked me to high heaven by popping the question with a kitty collar and our 15-lb monster cat, Griffey. You know what that means, don’t you? It’s our engage-iversary!
Truth be told, last year I took the engage-iversary a bit more seriously. This year, we won’t be celebrating in any special way or anything because it doesn’t really mean a whole lot. After all, in less than 6 months now, we’ll be doing the most important thing of our lives and finally making it official in front of our family and friends (and you all)! So what better way to celebrate in 2014 than that? Anything else pales by comparison. So I’ll be working during the day, and working at night, and we’ll barely see each other, but who really cares. This is finally the last anniversary, the last ANYTHING to celebrate (other than my birthday!) before the wedding. That’s pretty exciting in and of itself!