Wedding Blog

***sneaks in wearing Blue Blockers and trenchcoat***Pssst, hey! Over here! It’s me, Lovebug! This is totally an unofficial visit since I made my GREAT BIG DRAMATIC GRAND EXIT and all - but it seems my wedding well has a few more bucketfuls in it, after all.

I had to pop by and mention my discovery of Wordle, because it has great potential for DIY fun.…

The next sentence is going to suck, no two ways about it. Chances are, this is my last Weddingbee post. Told you it would suck.

After this, I’m pretty much out of professional photos to show you. Sure, I could pop up a year from now with some random shot of the bathroom baskets, but that’s not how I roll, yo. My fragile ego requires that…

While Mr. Lovebug and I were posing for some fountain-side photos during cocktail hour, I suddenly remembered this adorable photo of the newly wed Mr. and Mrs. Onion:

(photo by Daria Bishop Photography)

Ridiculously sweet, right? You can almost hear the little *click!* of her heels neatly hitting the pavement. But the best part is Mr. Onion’s “and down you go, little lady!” expression.

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We’ll return to your regularly scheduled, sophisticated wedding in just a few moments. But right now, it’s time to get a little silly. Journey with me through some of the low (read: awesome) moments of the Lovebug nuptials. Some will call me crazy for sharing these ridiculous, unflattering shots. Some will call me shameless. But you guys are my peeps, and I couldn’t possibly deny…

Ok, maybe not. But that would be an interesting twist on things, you have to admit.

Magnificent moment though it is, slicing into your perfectly pretty wedding cake is painful, people. Forget freezing the top layer. I wanted to smuggle the whole thing out under my dress. Alas, we had to do it. We had to commit pastricide:

Waiting to walk down the aisle, I felt a sense of serene emptiness. Waiting to make our grand entrance as husband and wife, Mr. Lovebug and I were all butterflies and anticipation. We were nervous about our first dance - all those eyes on us! - but mainly, we were just anxious to talk to everyone, hear reactions to the ceremony (ok, maybe that was…

Every wedding evolves, from conception to execution. For us, one of the things that changed the most during planning was our wedding cake. Mr. Lovebug and I originally wanted a topsy turvy, crazy, colorsplash of a cake. Then there was the typewriter key cake phase. Then it was a stenciled cake. But after showing Mr. LB this cake in one of Mrs. Shortcake’s posts, everything…

Since I’d spent part of the day setting up the reception room, I knew more or less what it would look like that evening. But there were some things I hadn’t seen yet: the cake, most of the flowers, the completed candy buffet, or the uplighting - and in fact, I’d never actually seen our venue’s reception room at night!

So at the end of cocktail…

After we made our end-of-ceremony getaway, Mr. Lovebug and I ducked into the nearby bridal chamber to catch our breath and have our first minutes alone as husband and wife. Outside, we could hear our guests laughing, glasses clinking, and the string quartet starting up again:

…While Mr. Lovebug and I were exchanging vows, Chaucer the bling bearer was being a patient (if pant-y) little gentleman right around the corner:

You guys have been so ridiculously awesome with all your feedback on my pro pic posts. Seriously. I can’t tell you how much it means to me. Yesterday we were out birthday shopping (omfg I’m 33, people - 33!), and I kept making Mr. Lovebug bring up Weddingbee on his phone so I could read the new comments. And though I don’t respond to every…

…Everything was in place. Mr. Lovebug and Melissa had taken up their positions on the steps of the ceremony site. The string quartet was playing the last few bars of Canon. I waited with bated breath for my cue. All I could feel, all I was aware of, was the breeze stirring my skirts.

Only, wait. That breeze sure is…breezy. In fact, that’s not so much…

…So there I was, a few short steps away from where I would begin my walk down the aisle. I’ve thought and thought about how to best describe that feeling, and the closest I can come is the word “confluence.” As in, the merging of things, especially as refers to bodies of water.Because really, that’s what’s it feels like. Like all these rivers of emotion…

Happiness is having, in your hot little paw, the complete set of your professional wedding photos. My paws are so very happy today. The Inimitable Chris Richards (I’ve given him an epithet, à la Homer) has bestowed upon us all the files of our photos - fully sized and fully awesome! Hopefully, you’ll indulge me if I revisit the stories of the day through them…

Our…

Sitting around waiting for our professional pictures to arrive (we get them tomorrow!), I’ve had plenty of time to get my Flickr account nice and tidy. In doing so, I’ve discovered the wonderland that is Picnik, Flickr’s photo editing tool. And oh, what a wonderland it is. If Flickr is my crack addiction, Picnik is my own personal meth lab.

Scenario 1: Say you’re like me, and…