Weddingbee

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!

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(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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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…

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?

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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*

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Putting a geeky wedding together take a lot of hard work. If you want something unusual (and for that thing to look good), it needs to be custom made and custom making things, as many a DIY bride knows, can be incredibly time consuming.

When we first started thinking favours, we thought it would be cool to get customized chocolate coins and put them in little yellow custom made Mario Question Mark boxes, similar to this one below (minus the Mario figurine on the top):

Picture courtesy of www.consolereview.com

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Okay, so I have a tonne of pictures that I received from my brand spanking new Sister in Law Erin and I have a disc of over 1,000 images coming from our photographer this week, but in an effort to satisfy the masses, I figured I would continue my geek series.

You’ve seen the table and escort cards.
You’ve seen the programs.

But now, my friends, it is time for the cake.

People didn’t believe we would do it. They thought it was a joke. They would laugh along with us when we brought it up and nod when we talked about the logistics, but they all assumed that when the time came, that we would present them with a fondant covered cake adorned with little flowers and birds and whatnot.
Boy were they wrong.

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Yes, that’s right, after Parts 1 and 2, we now come to the riveting conclusion! The final chapter begins now:

(Joined in progress. Read the prior 244 reasons here and here)

“245. You look good in a suit.
246. You smile a lot when you’re drunk.
247. You will not eat clam chowder.
248. Your last name is cool.
249. You were born on Beltane.
250. You do not say the word “irregardless.”
251. You eat catfish, but not cats.
252. You can wear the colour orange.
253. You are part Finnish.
254. You wrote a book.
255. You dedicated your book to your old dog. Read more…

Read in a 1950s Narrator Type Voice: When we last left our intrepid heroine she was battling through a 366 point list of reasons why she loved her beloved. Will she be able to make it through and finish such a daunting task? Find out now!

(Joined in progress - read the first 122 reasons here!)

“123. You watched all the episodes of Invader Zim with me on DVD.
124. You make fun of slutty teenage girls with me.
125. You refuse to wear jeans.
126. You gave me Lego Luke, Han Solo and R2D2 for my desk at work.
127. You play dodgeball.
128. You dressed up like a Quiddich player for Harry Potter day.
129. You set the alarm clock for me.
130. You like Kevin Frankish. Read more…

Hey ladies!

I am back to work for the first day since the honeymoon so I have to be honest and say that I’m a little slow off the mark here and it will probably take me a few days to get back up to full blogging strength. But for now at least, I thought I would share with you the letter I wrote and gave Mr. Hummingbird the night before the wedding since it meant a lot to me to be able to write it and because, chronologically, it makes sense to do this first. Since it is so long, I’m breaking it into three parts and adding a little teaser picture to each entry. So, read along and discover the wonder that is my new husband (love saying that word!). Here we go!

“Hey Mr. Hummingbird!

If you’re reading this, that means it is the night before the wedding and I am sequestered off at Nick and Erin’s. Even though we never go to sleep at the same time, I hate sleeping and knowing you’re not there. The last four years have somehow managed to make any prolonged separation from you feel unnatural. Anyway, because we’re apart and because tomorrow is finally the big day, I figured what more appropriate time than now to give you a list of some the reasons that I love you. There are 365 reasons, one for every day of the year, plus one for good luck and because 2008 is a leap year. Some of them are silly, some of them are serious, but all of them are true. So without further ado, the reasons that I love you: Read more…