I was a bit frazzled from, well, stuff going wrong, and we were running out of time in the reception and our photographer’s time. Thus, I put on a brave face and decided we were going to cut the cake ASAP, just so we would insure that we would get some pictures of it.
I believed I talked in great detail about the sheer number of cupcakes we tried out in order to pick a bakery for our cupcakes. We ended up picking Cakeology, half because their logo is a panda (and what can I say, I’m a sucker for cute logos) and half because their cupcakes are delicious.
Photo by Lisa Rigby Photography
Well, this ended up being our cupcake tower on the day of. We had a small cutting cake on top with some of our flowers on top. On the bottom, we had four different types of cupcake, german chocolate, peanut butter chocolate, strawberry white chocolate, and peach melba.
Ceremony Part I Here.
Sparky and Miss Campfire, you have heard these readings of love and have now arrived at the time to express your love and commitment to each other.
Miss Campfire, do you take Sparky to be your husband, as the companion of your heart, to share the joys and challenges of your life, to support and help one another, to celebrate each other, and to grow together in love?
After Father C delivered the homily, he invited us to join him on the altar, along with our two witnesses, MOH Long Legs and Best Man Tequila.
“My dear friends, Miss Waterfall and Mr. Waterfall, you have come together in this chapel, so that the Lord may seal and strengthen your love in the presence of your family, your friends, and the Church. Christ abundantly blesses this love. He has already consecrated you in baptism and now, he enriches and strengthens you by a special sacrament so that you may assume the duties of marriage in mutual and lasting fidelity, And so, in the presence of your families, your friends, and God, I ask you to state your intentions.”
- Miss Waterfall and Mr. Waterfall, have you come here freely and without reservation to give yourselves to each other in marriage?
- We have.
- Will you love and honour each other as man and wife for the rest of your lives?
- We will.
- Will you accept children lovingly from God, and bring them up according to the law of Christ and his church?
- We will.
“Since it is your intention to enter into marriage, join your hands and declare your consent before God and his Church. But before you do, we will pray for you and bless your hands”.
At some point during the reception, I went over to our parents to say hello. My parents and PBear’s parents had gotten to know each other over Thanksgiving, and had gotten along really well. Thus, I thought it made sense to seat them together for the reception.
|Photo by Lisa Rigby Photography|
I’m including the full text of our ceremony to help those of you who are writing your own. Please feel free to borrow liberally! (I know I did, especially from Mrs. Pony!). All following photos are copyrighted by Love Song Photo.
Good evening and welcome to all of you who have come to celebrate the joining of Sparky and Miss Campfire. Today, after more than six years together, they stand before you in order to take the first steps into their new lives as husband and wife. Please be seated.
I wanted to sidetrack for a little bit longer to discuss something that I had been meaning to write about before the wedding but just didn’t know how it would go or what to say.
Our reception did not involve dancing. We had a small private first dance but, as a whole, we chose not to have any dancing as a portion of our reception.
Photo by Lisa Rigby Photography
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I watched MOH Tart and BM Biscuits round the corner and head down the aisle with excitement. I clutched my dad’s arm and moved forward as if in a dream. DoC Addie held a hand up, telling us silently to wait.
The last notes of I Will Follow You into the Dark faded away and a new song started playing. I never really talked to you about the songs we were planning to use for the ceremony because, while we knew what we wanted, we didn’t know if it would work. I spent months searching for an instrumental version of a particular song without much success. There was a karaoke version, sure, but it wasn’t what we wanted.
Enter my brother to the rescue. He and my dad are both musicians and they recorded a version for me. Unfortunately, we soon realized the nuance of their version would get lost in the space of Sodo Park. Before I could get too sad, however, my brother sent me a different version. I don’t know how he did it, but he remastered a finger-style guitar version (not played by him) and I had my bridal entrance. It is quite similar to this version below.
As soon as I rounded the corner, I locked eyes with Sparky.
Halfway through our reception playlist, we took a break for some cake and bouquet tossing. My Aunt and Mom are amazing bakers, and volunteered to make a cake for our wedding. Woody suggested he’d love to have cupcakes instead (I’m not big on either), so they went with that. Except, they didn’t. They made a two-tiered cake, and what I can only estimate to be over 100 cupcakes. It was insane. And to add to the deliciousness, Woody’s mother made a Gluten-Free cake, and my cousin surprised us with cookies, which she made herself!!! I still can’t believe it. I have one of the “G”’s still sitting on our counter to this day, because I just can’t bring myself to eat something that pretty.
After we took our places, Father C addressed the congregation. I have chosen to transcribe the ceremony in its entirety in the hope that it will be useful for any bees planning Catholic weddings. If you recall, we also had a bilingual ceremony incorporating my Cuban heritage; I’ve chosen to transcribe the Spanish parts with their translation, in case any bilingual bees are looking for some examples of bilingual ceremonies. If that’s not your cup of tea, feel free to skip the text and just look at all the pretty pictures.
Dear Miss Waterfall and Mr. Waterfall, I want to to welcome you here in the name of this parish. Your family, your friends, and myself accept you in joy today. For we are here to celebrate a blessed love and we thank you for your testimony of love in your lives. Let us now celebrate that love together. Really, you are welcome here.
Miss Waterfall and Mr. Waterfall, nuestra celebracion no es solo un acto de la sociedad, es ante todo la union de dos personas que se aman, como ustedes se aman, y quieren en la presencia de Cristo, de sus familiares, de sus amigos, y de toda la comunidad, comprometerse para vivir el uno para el otro con un amor fiel para siempre. Sean bienvenidos, sinceramente, me siento orgulloso de bendecir su matrimonio. (Miss Waterfall and Mr. Waterfall, our celebration is not only an act of society, it is above all else the union of two people who love each other like you do, and want to commit to love each other faithfully and forever in the presence of Christ, their families, their friends, and the entire community. Welcome, I feel sincerely proud to bless your marriage.)”
Once we’d all been fed and the evenings guests had arrived, it was time for the first dance.
We had spent so long trying to find the perfect first dance. We’re not PDA people and a slow dance was out of the question. I loved dances like this, but a) I’m not that good a dancer and b) we didn’t have time to practice a routine like that.
After taking some quick pictures of us after the family shots, it was time for me to hide away in the bridal loft. I did a last minute touch-up of my make-up and tried to peek out to see what was going on. (All following photos copyrighted by Love Song Photo.)
The ceremony space was all set up.
There has been a lot of buzz on the ‘Bee about first looks. Some bees prefer them as a way to calm their nerves, while others are firmly against them. Since we had a rather late ceremony start, our photographers suggested early on that we have a first look beforehand, to allow more time for pictures. We didn’t even need to discuss it; the answer was a resounding “no.” I’m not knocking the concept of first looks in general because they can produce some gorgeous photos and they certainly have a lot of logistical advantages; it just wasn’t right for us.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve been dreaming of that moment when I would walk down the aisle toward my future husband, on my dad’s arm. I even shared some of my concerns with the hive! And while many bees swear that having a first look didn’t take away from that moment, I’m not convinced it would have been the case for Mr. W and me.
One by one, the members of the bridal party processed to the front of the church, until there was nobody left in the vestibule but the coordinator (Angelique), Papi Waterfall, and me. Angelique fanned out my beautiful train, smoothed out my veil, and asked if I was ready. I took a deep breath and nodded yes. The music changed from “Canon in D” to Wagner’s “Bridal Chorus.” (Again, some of you might be rolling your eyes at my super-traditional music choices, but I had always envisioned walking down the aisle to this song, so that’s what we went with. Feel free to listen along anyway for the full effect!)
The doors started to open, and my dad squeezed my hand. I took another deep breath. It was time!
The doors finally opened, and I saw him standing there, at the end of the aisle, looking more handsome than ever: Mr. Waterfall, my best friend, my rock, my everything. My heart started to beat out of my chest…
One of the things that always stuck out to me when reading tips from former brides was the amount of times they recommend making sure you ate something.
I was eating on my wedding day. There was no way was I was not eating on my wedding day.
During cocktail hour our caterers were serving canapes to all our guests, ensuring everyone had something to eat. We had scotch egg quarters, smoked salmon blinis with caviar, tomato mozzarella and basil skewers, and scallops wrapped in bacon.
I’d grabbed a couple of canapes when I arrived, but I wanted more. When I looked I couldn’t see anyone serving them, and asked a caterer if any more were being brought out. Immediately someone came with a slate plate filled with canapes and presented them to me. Wow—being the bride is awesome.
The mozzarella skewers were amazing (I ate about three in a row at one point), but the biggest hit was the scallops. Guests told me they were waiting for more to be brought out and grabbing them as soon as they could. By the end of cocktail hour, all the scallops had been demolished.
It’s funny—you spend months and months of time planning what you and your future husband will look like in your wedding photos. You agonize over every little detail, and you go through countless fittings and trials to make sure the look will be executed to perfection. But how many of us actually practice posing? Sometimes, I wish I had. I love how our wedding portraits came out, but damn, am I awkward. Thank goodness Raw Photo Design realized that the pictures would come out better if they avoided my face.
Kidding, kidding! There are plenty of photos with our faces in them. But seriously, that one is one of our very favorites from the entire day. So is this next one.
I can hardly believe that I’m writing this, but the time has come, hive.
I know that I alluded to posts including in-depth vendor reviews and a list of music for our wedding, but having recapped our day from beginning to end, I feel as though it is the right time. In addition, today is our six month anniversary—I can’t ignore the nice-and-neat feel of that.
Our wedding day was, without a doubt, my favorite day of my life. It was everything that I dreamed of, hoped, and planned for over the course of 17 months. It was full of love and laughter, friendship, dancing, drinking, music, memories…I sincerely don’t know that I could ask for anything else.
I stumbled across Weddingbee prior to even being engaged, in about November of 2011. I became obsessed shortly after and dragged BM Y into my obsession as well. Mr. Palm Tree asked me to marry him on December 22nd, 2011 and, as we shared the news over Christmas break, one of my relatives asked if I was still writing and encouraged me to write about the experience. From that point on, I knew that I wanted to be a Weddingbee blogger.
personal photo | I really wanted this picture, haha.