The Morning Of My Wedding

7:00AM. My first thoughts: I’m getting married today.

I get up – there’s no point trying to sleep anymore now that I’m awake. I walk through the house that I will call my home for the last time and can’t help but get a little nostalgic. I will of course always be welcome, but it won’t be my home anymore. For a homebody, it’s a big step. :)

My mom is up by now and she greets me with a big bear hug that makes me tear up a little. She offers to cook me breakfast but I don’t really have an appetite anymore. My aunt and uncle from out of town stayed with us for the night, and my uncle offers to take everyone out to eat for breakfast, but I decline – I have so many things running through my head!

17b+aThere was a lot of small last minute things I needed to do – whoops! I forgot to pick out Dollar Dance songs for the DJ, so I spent fifteen minutes or so listening to different songs before finally settling and texting them to the DJ. I had also forgotten to print out schedules and questions for the shoe game (will talk about that later during the reception :) ). I was literally running around the house, slightly crazed, making sure that I hadn’t forgotten anything!

35b+aBut then, I had everything done and was just waiting on my sister. The plan was for all the bridesmaids to meet at church at 10:00AM to do our hair and makeup. My sister went to eat with the rest of my family, so I just waited for her, nervous that this was going to push our time off for the rest of the day.

16b+a22b+aWe make it to church at about 10:30 and carry all our fans and bags into the bridal room. The room has fans, but no air conditioning, so we brought our own to keep it cool. I walked through the sanctuary and the foyer to make sure everything was set up how it had been a couple nights ago and I take a deep breath. This is happening!

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My sister, the saint that she is, did my hair and my makeup. Everywhere I looked, it was going to be over $100 just to do my hair, and that was before makeup! I just couldn’t justify spending that much and Rachel did an amazing job. It still looked like me, but was nicer than I ever wear it! She also did another bridesmaid’s hair, so she didn’t have a lot of time to do her own hair and makeup. I felt bad, but she still looked amazing!

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Andrew and the groomsmen arrived at noon (must have been nice! ;P) as did the photographer. She was cracking up, telling me that they couldn’t figure out how to fold the pocket squares! ;P I didn’t even notice until after we got our pictures back that they still folded them wrong. Haha, but if that was the biggest thing that went wrong I was happy!

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Andrew looking like James Bond!
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Pocket squares are hard…

I wanted to do some of the formal pictures before hand, that way the first time Andrew would see me was when I walked down the aisle. She started with Andrew and his family and then moved to my side. My girls and my mother helped me into my dress. I was a bit too nervous as the last couple times I tried it on it was uncomfortably tight. I was nervous that I would pull an Elizabeth Swann and pass out – but I could breathe and we were good!

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When I walked inside the sanctuary, the first person I saw was my eldest brother, Ryan, with this huge, fake mustache on. I burst into laughter and marched over to him and grabbed his mustache, trying to take it off. Except… it wouldn’t come off! He was swatting my hands away, assuring me that, yes indeed, the ‘stache is real. Then I turned to see Steven, who had dressed as a homeless man just the night before, sporting the same (albeit less full and bushy) mustache.

The mustaches. I still can't get over the mustaches.
The mustaches. I still can’t get over the mustaches.

“Oh, my gosh.”

I could not stop laughing. They looked absolutely ridiculous! Every time I looked at them, I couldn’t help but laugh. I didn’t find this out until later either, but they had both brought their razors in case I got really mad and wanted them to shave it off. But I thought it was so funny. They looked just like my dad! So much mustache. It helped calm my nerves though, as I waited afterwards in the bridal room as guests started to arrive, thinking about their mustaches.

I am so excited to be sharing my special day with you guys! This is the second post in a series about my wedding. Read about my rehearsal dinner and my ceremony next!

The Rehearsal Dinner

We had our rehearsal dinner the night before our wedding last month. I emphasized to everyone to please be on time. Almost everyone was there on time, however I couldn’t find Andrew or his family anywhere! I found them upstairs, just talking. :P

And then my brother shower up.

My brother Steven, who is our resident “crazy” sibling, came to our rehearsal as a homeless man. Yup a homeless man.

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At first, I couldn’t believe it – but then again it is my brother so it really didn’t surprise me too much. I jcouldn’t stop laughing and I still laugh now when I look at that picture. I mean, not many brides can say that their brother showed up to their rehearsal dinner looking like that! Plus, I was kind of impressed with all the effort he put into it and how well it turned out! He had a family friend help him with the makeup, though she didn’t want me to know because I thought she would be mad. ;P

The groomsmen didn’t realize it was a joke until after the wedding. ;P They thought that he was actually homeless! Once they understood the joke, they thought it was a lot funnier. Andrew’s poor mother had to be escorted down the aisle by him. I know she thought it was funny, but he even told her that she didn’t have to hold his arm. I am just giggling writing about this!

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The actual rehearsal was a little rough. I may have broken down into tears on several different occasions which was absolutely mortifying. Everyone was looking to me for decisions, asking me a million different questions at the same time, and then when I would make a decision, they wouldn’t agree or like it! It was driving me absolutely bonkers. And when I get overwhelmed and upset, the floodgates just open! So embarrassing. In the end, however, everything worked out and we ran through it once more and everything went smoothly!

I just wanted to eat! x_x

The fellowship hall, where we had planned on having the dinner flooded the day before, so we moved the food upstairs to one of the Sunday School rooms. I actually think I liked it better up there! Andrew’s parents catered Olive Garden so we had chicken parmesan, fettuccine alfredo, breadsticks, salad, and his sister baked cookies! It was all so good!

Since we had to move all of the food upstairs, we brought up tin holders and bunson burners to keep the food warm. They placed water under the tin food, so that the burners would warm the water, which would keep the food warm. When I went to scoop myself some chicken, though, the whole thing collapsed and water went everywhere. I just stood there, frozen, as everyone tried to put the food back on the stand, but kept dropping it because the tins were so hot. All my girls just giggled at me. -_-

After dinner, we handed out our gifts. I wish I would have taken pictures because I made really cute bags for everyone with their names on it. We used yellow bags with mint blue tissue paper we found at the dollar store to match our wedding colors. All of the groomsmen received a flask with their name and our wedding date engraved on it. I bough all of my bridesmaids pearl necklaces and earrings and then some lotion and body wash from Bath & Body Works.

I bought Andrew’s mom a necklace I found from Etsy with a sweet message on the inside. It was so cute how it was packaged! I think she really like it! I mean, I would have liked it if I got it! ;)

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My dad’s side of the family is from Pennsylvania, and it’s about a 12 hour drive from there to St. Louis, so we don’t get to see them very often! They went out for margaritas afterwards and Andrew and I joined them. We had a great time – and it was perfect for me because it kept me from worrying and stressing about my big day tomorrow!

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This is the first post in a series about my wedding. Read about the morning of my wedding next! :)

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