Tuesday, October 22, 2013

our wedding · groom's perspective


Guess what?! I finally convinced my awesome writer of a husband to contribute a post to the blog! Here is his wonderful perspective of our wedding day. Mine to follow.  xoxo

The Wife asked me a little while back to write this post, and it didn't have to be ready for a few weeks. I, of course, said "hey, no problem!" Then, suddenly, "a few weeks" are here. And I maybe, sort of, kind of forgot. Oops. Anyways, this is my perspective of the wedding day.

Leading up to that day, people kept asking me if I was nervous. And I wasn't. In my mind, all I wanted was for everything to go as according-to-plan as possible, and for people to have a great time. I knew The Wife had a vision in mind, and ultimately I wanted things to go exactly how she wanted, and I wanted people to remember it more as a party than a wedding.

The night before, we held our wedding rehearsal dinner at our favorite spot in town - Shakespeare's. My father graciously hosted it at the new South location in the big party room, and we had all of our out-of-town guests there. Free pizza, free drinks, I think everyone had a great time. I had to make/was kind of forced to make a couple of speeches, which isn't my forte, but no one died so I think it was okay. Ultimately, I loved having people get to experience not only the food, but the atmosphere, of a place that has had such a huge impact on our lives.

That night, The Wife and I spent a few hours talking online. It was a nice way to wind down the night and calm each other down for the following day. In the morning, I met The Wife at the hotel because she forgot, like, a ton of stuff she meant to bring to the hotel. I guess you're not supposed to see the bride before the wedding, but we decided to take a risk. (Spoiler alert: it worked out ok!)

After dropping off stuff at the hotel, I stopped at the grocery store to get a gift bag and card for The Wife's wedding day gifts (the idea of wedding day gifts is the most absurd thing on this planet to me, by the way) (also I forgot to buy a card even though it was on my list. Oops). While I was checking out, the person in front of me in line was buying sushi. From a grocery store. At 8:30 in the morning. I lost a lot of faith in humanity that morning based on that, however, on the drive home I saw a woman pulled over to the side of the road helping a turtle cross the street, so it kind of canceled itself out.

From there, I invited my side of the wedding party and a few out-of-town friends to Stadium Grill, a local bar/restaurant that's attached to the hotel we were staying at and getting ready at, for lunch and a few drinks. We spent a few hours there, had a few beers, and ultimately had a nice time just relaxing before the wedding.

We made our way up to the room and proceeded to hang around for a little while, because we're guys and getting ready takes approximately 15 minutes at worst for us. We had a couple more drinks, sat around and talked and relaxed for a bit. Eventually, my best man JJ went to the girls' room to give my gift and get mine from The Wife. His response upon returning was: "woah...it's way more tense in there than it is here." Sounds right.

Unfortunately for me, when JJ returned with the gifts, that's when it all started to hit me. The Wife gave me an absolutely amazing gift and wrote the sweetest note (remember when I said I forgot the card? son of a...). At that point, we started getting dressed. Michelle, the wife of one of my best men (mans? mens?) Lee, and the rest of our wedding party/friends came into the room and she commented on how much I was pacing. Whoops. Eventually, the clothing was getting finalized, and every single one of us forgot how to tie a tie. It was almost as if we all simultaneously had a stroke. Thankfully/unthankfully, The Wife's dad was there and helped us out (thankfully - because we looked phenomenal, unthankfully - because is there anything more demeaning than having your almost-father-in-law tie your tie on your wedding day?).

Regardless, we all migrated to the quad of the University of Missouri for the First Look. Mizzou, as you all know, is an incredibly special place for The Wife and I, and there is no other place I could imagine having my first wedding day pictures taken. The First Look was something I'll never forget. I {MAY} have gotten yelled at by The Wife for looking at The Wife and immediately turning away as for her not to see me start crying, but that could be just be a rumor. Don’t believe everything you read on the Internet, folks.

Pictures carried on. We had our wedding party, some of our closest friends that weren't in the wedding party and would’ve been if I had more guy friends, and our families with us. The weather, surprisingly for late-June in Missouri, was perfect. Our two photographers and three videographers were incredible, and as someone who hates to have their picture taken, I enjoyed those two hours. My beautiful almost-Wife even got several compliments from random people walking around the quad while our pictures were being taken.


By the time pictures were over though, I was ready to get going and get it over with. After a longer drive than we expected, we got to the venue and The Wife had a few minutes to prep while I met with the officiant, DJ and our day-of wedding organizer, Christy to finalize any last-second nightmares that may have come up, while also getting strapped with numerous microphones.

Finally, it was time to get married. The ceremony music - the one thing I wanted to be in control of - went off without a hitch. JJ - the Best Man - walked my beautiful Mother-in-Law down the aisle to start things off and did everything he could to make sure she didn't cry (hey, at least he tried). The officiant and myself followed, as did the rest of the wedding party, and finally it was time for my amazing bride to walk down the aisle. Even though I saw her at the First Look, I couldn't help but follow her every step as she approached the front of the amphitheater.

The ceremony was short and sweet, just how we wanted it. A little intro, a couple of readings from a few members of The Wife's fantastic family, the vows, the kiss and let's dance. We were married, danced each other out of the venue and awaited all of the people that came to see us in the receiving line. I was honestly blown away by how many people showed up to see us get married, and couldn't have been more humbled by it.

From there, the typical wedding stuff occurred. The entrance, dinner (an incredible meal, even though I didn't eat much of it), cake cutting, bouquet/garter toss, all went by without a hitch. After that, it was time for the First Dance. I was fortunate enough to get the wife to agree to dance to an acoustic version of "Stand Inside Your Love" by the Smashing Pumpkins. It is my favorite song of all-time by my all-time favorite band, and since the first time I heard it back in 2000, I knew it was going to be my First Dance song. The song played, The Wife and I danced and sang to each other and everything about the moment was perfect. It's as I always imagined it.


After we danced, it was time for my father-in-law to show how much better at dancing he is than me. I absolutely loved watching my wife and her father dance together. You could see how much they love each other, and that moment in and of itself made me even more honored that he allowed me to marry his daughter.

After that, some more songs played and finally more people started dancing and having an awesome time. People here and there started saying their goodbyes, including our photographers, when suddenly they said "hey we want to take some pictures out on the dock (there was a pond at our venue)." Us, being dumb, were like "yeah sure that makes sense in the pitch black of night."

We stood out there for awhile, doing whatever pose our photographers wanted us to do, before ultimately they told us to turn around and face the water. Suddenly, fireworks started shooting off from the other side of the pond. At first, The Wife and I were like, "ohh, this is cool!" Then, a couple of moments in, we both at the same time realized "ohh...this is for us." Us not realizing the fireworks show was for us is one of my favorite parts of that day, but the show itself will stand out in my mind for the rest of my entire life. An incredible gift on top of all of the incredible things The Wife's parents had already done for us.

Once things settled down, our good friend Erik (you may know him as Gritz & Gravy), took over as DJ. We always wanted our wedding to be a fun, enjoyable time for everyone who came, but as it got later in the evening, we wanted it to be get weird and dancey (because sometimes we get weird and dancey). Little did we know, tons of people wanted to stick around and do exactly that. Everyone had an absolute blast while Erik was working, and little did we know that even after The Wife and I left around midnight or so, the party would continue much, much longer after we were gone. That is exactly what we wanted.

At the end of the day, everything went way better than expected. The venue was decorated beautifully, thanks to the vision of The Wife. Everything went off without a hitch, and everyone seemed to have a good time, and that's really all I wanted. I know the day was supposed to be about me and The Wife (mostly The Wife), but I just wanted it to be a fun day for all the people we were inviting. It was all that and more, and I can't even begin to thank everyone involved with the day - our friends, family, photographers, videographers, DJs, officiant, caterers, venue hosts, everyone - for making it a day I will absolutely not forget for the rest of my life. We love you all.

3 comments:

  1. Such a great idea to have him write this! It's beautiful--and you will have it forever!

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  2. This is SOOOOOOOO sweet! Awwww!

    And the part about his at the grocery store, I lol'd a little bit.

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  3. Aw, it's nice to hear the grooms point of view. This is so sweet.

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