It' a nice day for a white wedding...

To say I was nervous about our wedding would be a major understatement. We made it to the cabin late Thursday night without much of a plan at all for what the actual day of the wedding was going to look like. It's kind of hard to plan a wedding full or surprises with another person who is also planning a wedding full of surprises. So we kind of laughed about possibly overlapping what we had done.

I was nervous because packed away in a a tote upstairs in the cabin was a beautiful cream colored wedding dress courtesy of MockingBirdDontWrite by way of The Traveling Red Dress Project that was started by the amazing Bloggess, Jenny Lawson.

Friday we went to the Inn that runs the cabins for breakfast and we were the only guest. That didn't stop them from laying white linens on the table and serving us a 3 course meal.

We spent most of Friday during the day shopping in the square and mostly being us. We walked and window shopped and played in antique stores. We had lunch at a nice little shop called Cantebury and enjoyed our day. When it started to get colder, we headed back and decided to go fishing. Yes...I let my future spouse go fishing on our wedding day. I'm told I'm the perfect wife just for this reason.

But it was time to go back..and we decided to do the wedding. Nic didn't want to me once we started and I didn't want her to see the surprise I had yet so I went upstairs while he got dressed downstairs. Before I went he gave me three boxes...a wedding present, he told me..containing a necklace, bracelet & earrings. My present to her was a pair of leather chuck taylors I gave him years ago as a birthday present and a message that he should never get married in dress shoes. Chuck taylors are his thing...and it was way more fitting fir us.

The time came and he started the music and closed his eyes while I went to the top of the stairs. I stood here for what felt like an eternity, my heart thundering in my chest. I asked him to open his eyes and I stood there watching as the shock dawned across his face.

To say it was a surprise would be an understatement to a great degree. I had laughingly told her earlier in the evening that when the time came that the time came the appropriate answer was not "I KNEW IT!" but I wouldn't tell her WHAT that answer wasn't appropriate for. I know, wife like, right? But he has no idea...never even crossed her mind. His mouth dropped open and he kept gasping "Oh my Gawd" and "How?" But I promised the story would come later.

And my Groom was just as perfect...Handsome, isn't he?

The ceremony was exactly what we needed it to be..just us, saying what we needed to one another. The flowers were a gift by a wonderful friend who offered after reading the story on my blog. She made the most gorgeous bouquet and boutineer just out of kindness and another friend made the wedding cake which was so damn good it's sinful.

He had brought the unity candle and the wine, and the wrapped napkin is a glass that in the Jewish tradition the Groom steps on during the ceremony for good luck.

This was my red dress moment...this was what I wanted most for my wedding day...to see the look on his face, to take his breath away just this once. I got it. The amazement and love written all over it in one beautiful surprising moment, in a dress that was a miracle, holding friends and strangers in our hearts. Supported by wonderful people who love us dearly.

 And when it was done...we were married.

Happily Ever After...always and all ways. 

Much love,
 Gayla