I'm a day late because I've been away, But I wanted to say Happy Anniversary to me
Thirty-one years ago, I married the best man ever. He is funny, kind, supports our family, can fix things, and puts up with the craziness that is me. I can't imagine the last 31 years without him in it.
We got married on June 14, 1980 in a horrible heat wave. It was 90 degrees at 7pm in an unairconditioned church. You can see below why that was a problem.
We had no centerpieces, table numbers, monograms, or assigned seating. I had silk flowers and only maybe 150 pictures to choose from, all taken in the church. We served heavy appetizers and had an open bar manned by my brother and his buddies. The reception was supposed to end at midnight when we left, but my dad paid the guy under the table and the party went on til after 3. I know many friends and family were hurting the next day!
So, as you plan, remember that those details will mean nothing 30 years from now. What will matter is that you married your best friend while joyfully surrounded by the people that you love.
My baby girl is a married woman...and now my baby girl HAS a baby girl. Time unfolds in such an amazing way. I've been blessed!