WEDDING!

Well, I finally have internet. I have a thousand (okay, only three) blogs to write to get you caught up on everything. One about the wedding, which is this one. One about moving and one about work. Each has a lot of information to share.
You may have noticed the change to the sub-title (?) of the blog. Its to reflect that I have gotten married. Changed my name, no. Changed it on my blog, yes.
Anyway, the stress had been going on for a little before the wedding of course just because well, I was quitting my job which was super emotional for everyone involved. Thursday, I picked up my wedding dress and was thoroughly exhausted when I got home to work to find Joe hanging out with some out of town guests in the messy house. We did some cleaning and went out for dinner with them later.
Friday, more people got into town because that night we were having the rehearsal despite the fact that our officiant wasn't going to be there. Who agrees to officiate a wedding but can't make/lead the rehearsal? It was somewhat stormy and the few of Joe's people that attended looked like they just rolled out of bed. MY bridesmaids were groomed appropriately and looked good. We went out for dinner after that. It was nice. I love Amy's Thai; its seriously one of the best restaurants in Carlisle. (Granted, that's not saying much.) After that, Joe broke off to host a BBQ at our house, our families went their separate ways and me and my bridesmaids went on a Old Navy run for the search for royal blue flip flops. They didn't have any. Then we went and dropped off the booze, table decorations, etc at The Vault. Seriously, just as we finished, we were completely poured on! We all ended up meeting at the hotel where we enjoyed a few drinks in the bar and then hung out talking-mostly about work because that's what veterinarians do. Martha and Amberle stayed over. Because of the car show (The Ford Nationals), the hotel was pretty packed. Shortly after going to bed, our neighbors arrived home. I couldn't sleep because of all of their pounding on their door, burping (YES! I heard them burp!), playing guitars and yelling at each other. I couldn't figure out how to work the room phone and couldn't muster the courage to go and yell at them. Though I really, really wanted to.
Saturday morning, after minimal sleep, the three of us ate hotel breakfast before getting our hair done. It was good times. My makeup looked fantastic though I kept trying to touch it. I NEVER wear make up so it was so weird to be wearing any, much less the large amount I had on.

Joe had a lot to do that day. All I had to do was get pretty, eat Panera (which I was uber-excited about) and then get married. Joe was having carry over badness from the tux rentals. Despite 45 minutes of getting it organized that all the tuxes would be in Harrisburg, a majority were in Lancaster. They promised to be in Harrisburg by a certain time-but were not. So Joe was stressed about that, stressed about dropping things off at The Vault, stressed about getting down to Newville. So while Joe was rushing about and not telling me anything (He did relay some of the stuff to my MOH.), I was relaxing and getting ready.

I was ready on time and moseied down to Newville. I was informed once there that they didn't  know where the chairs needed to be. Ummm...its just after 2. Where is Joe? Joe was running late as were most of his groomsmen. Needless to say, pictures with the photographer before the wedding didn't happen. Eventually, we piled into the beautiful carriage and made our way through town to the mill because my dad said they were ready. They literally had just gotten ready as we pulled up the road.
The ceremony started on time (if not a little early). It was beautiful.

The photos above I stole from Facebook. My wonderful friend formally known as Rachel Ray took them. She got married two weeks before and is now Rachel Williams. I'll post two photos from our photographer, Heather Shelley, I know she won't mind.

 

After the wedding, everyone went up to Carlisle for the reception and ate all the appetizers. :( Joe and I finished photos and then made our way up. We found easy parking and then went in.

The reception was wonderful. The music was great and people danced. We drank, we ate. There was a parade outside. I rode in a black and gold Mustang for a block. It was fantastic! Joe and I closed the place down.
Looking back at the day, Joe called it the wedding by which all others will be judged. Looking back at the day, I don't regret anything. It was a beautiful wedding. It was a fantastic wedding. It was the perfect start to our perfect lives.

Coming up...moving...