My Husband is Sick

Cowboy is sick. He caught a cold last week and I'm sure the world is ending soon according to him. He is sneezing, sniveling and just complaining about being sick every 2 seconds. I know he's not well because he's not sleeping well. Poor guy. Get well soon, please for my sanity sake. For our first month of married life sake. For his sake. Get well!

My Week

Our first week as a married couple is over. I think reality is starting to set in and I have to go back to work tomorrow. I have not taken this long off of work and just stayed at home. It was so nice not having a schedule or someplace to go. We played golf three different days. Yesterday, we took some of our wedding gift cards and bought new pots and pans, silverware and sheets. Tonight we are sleeping on 800 thread count sheets- oh la la. The week has been great.

I had a weird experience yesterday. I was dropping of some film and realized after filling out three envelopes that I was using the wrong name. That coupled with the fact that Cowboy booked a tee time under my married name--it was weird seeing it in black and white. We have officially decided that I will be hyphenating my last name. Tomorrow will be a challenge to remember to do that.

Being married hasn't really felt all that different. However, I do like the title "wife". I have really cherished my time with Cowboy this week. I'm sorry that it's over.

A few wedding pics!

My beautiful niece and I.

Our first dance.

My best friend and maid of honor, Sharon and I.

Cowboy and I with our Maid of Honor and Best Man.

The Wedding night.

So you won't get all the detail (wink, wink) but I'll tell you about our stay at Chateau Avalon. Every room has a theme and ours was the "Serengeti" room. We arrived around 11:30p and had to choose our breakfast time and what time it was to be delivered. Very nice.

Here is the entrance of the hotel.

Check out time was at noon and we took advantage of every second. Here's Cowboy relaxing the next morning. We watched a movie in bed after we ate breakfast in bed.

Here where I found a place to hang my dress. There was the rhino head and an 8 foot alligator in the room.

Here is the mural on our wall.

There was a bucket filled with glasses and sparkling cider. It was pretty yummy. We toasted while we were sitting in the hot tub.

Here is a view from the tree house where the bed was looking down at the jacuzzi tub.

Our bed was turned down with rose petals all over the bed and a single red rose on the bed. It smelled awesome. Something that I've always dreamed of. Breakfast was very yummy. It came with a homemade cinnamon roll that was out of this world good. I'm very thankful to my friends that gave this to us as a wedding gift. What a wonderful magical night spent as husband and wife.

Pictures

I know you are all waiting for pictures, so am I. I didn't take any because I asked my wonderful sister to be my informal photographer and she has them all. I am just as anxious as everyone to see them. I called her yesterday to harrass her but that didn't get them to me any faster. I will post some as soon as I get them.

The Wedding and Reception

The Wedding Continued....

Once we arrived at the Barn, Sharon and I went to the bathroom to get ready. I loved my dress and shoes. My hair turned out just as I had planned. My makeup was great. Sharon looked great in her dress. My Cowboy....he was handsome and sexy and looked awesome. We took pictures before the wedding. I asked Cowboy what he thought and in his typical reply he said, "I've been looking down your dress". I think he liked the cleavage.

While I was getting ready so much more was happening. The caterer arrived, the DJ was setting up and my cousin hired a quartet (as a wedding gift) to play jazz music before the ceremony and during dinner. They were awesome. So the guest got to listen to great music prior to the ceremony.

After pictures, I hid in the bathroom. I was overcome with so many emotions. I was excited, nervous, anxious, and so much more. More tears of joy and sadness. My sisters poked their heads in, my mom stopped by, and a few other guest found me in the bathroom.

Then was the big moment. The saxaphone player played a solo. My brother walked my mother down the isle. Cowboy walked his adopted mom down the isle. Chuck, the best man, walked Sharon down the isle. My great-nephew pulled the isle runner down the isle. I swear it took him 10 minutes. Someone told him to go slow and slow he went. It was so cute. Then my dad walked me down. Big tear slid down my face. Joy and pride. Dad gave me a big hug and kiss.

Rob, my brother, started the ceremony. I don't remember much of what he said, other than it was funny, warm and very heartfelt. He made a few jokes and they talked about us. All the while I couldn't stop looking at my Cowboy. A tear welled in my eye and at one point, I swear that Cowboy's eyes got a little teary.

We said our vows, exchanged our rings and kissed. We were married! When we walked back down the isle, we stopped for a hug and kiss. It was perfect. We formed an informal receiving line and received congratulations from our guest. At one point my mom came up to me and said with lots of tears in her eyes, "Thank you so much for letting me see your wedding."


My bouquet survived.

The dinner and reception was a blur. I danced a lot, I tried to visit with friends or at least say hi. We ate BBQ, toasted to champagne, ate cake and the dessert bar. Cowboy and I danced several times. Lots of hugs. Lots of friends. No more tears about missing guest. It was a perfect wedding for us. My daddy even danced with me.

We ended about 1 hour earlier than planned and my family and friends rallied around me to tell me that I had to leave. I was planning on cleaning up but Cowboy and I left. My feet thanked me. We were off to our hotel room, a gift from my friends.

We went to get in the truck and look what we found. A truck full of packing peanuts. We laughed, it could have been worse.


The following sign says it all. I'm sad it over and excited it has started, the rest of our lives.
Tomorrow...the rest.

The Wedding Day

When Cowboy finally settled down after all the singing, I had this amazing feeling rush over me. I was so grateful that he was home and in bed with me. He makes me feel so safe and secure it just reaffirmed that becoming his wife was the best thing in my life.

After an almost sleepless night, I woke up around 7a and jumped in the shower. I was excited and nervous and anxious all at once. I decided that I would fix breakfast for all of us because I was hungry. Keep in mind, my mind was busy going through everything that needed to be done for the day. I burnt the sausage. Not just burnt but almost set the house on fire, smoke rolling out of the kitchen burnt the sausage. Some were salvageable. So we had a breakfast of crispy sausage, scrambled eggs and toast. Both Sharon and I got ready and headed out. I thought Cowboy was going to sleep in until noon.

Sharon and I went to pick up the flowers. Temperature a whopping 32 degrees and driving rain. Sucky, sucky weather. We made it to the Barn and then whirlwind. The cake lady arrived, the photographer showed up, and the whole family piled in. We were taking family pictures at 11a. Everyone started pitching in to help set up. The biggest two helpers were Sharon and Dr. T. (seen below)

Thank God for Dr.T. She brought snack food and drinks for the family. I don't remember much of this part of the day. At one point my mother told me that my cousins weren't going to make it and tears just started. I told my mom that I didn't want to know who else wouldn't be coming. I remember pictures being taken. I remember being asked lots of questions, none of which I can recall at this moment. I remember smiling a lot for family pictures. And I remember, random moments of tears because of the weather.

So here is how my tables turned out. They were perfect.

We had extra candle holders and bud vases so the windows got decorated. Check out the snow starting outside the window, the cause for more tears.

My groom's cake turned out awesome. I was so happy to see it. Perfect.

The wedding cake was even more beautiful than I had expected. There is a silver W that sits on top. Perfect.

After family pictures and finishing the decorations, Sharon and I headed home. She kept asking if I was okay. Random moments of tears, some tears of joy and some tears of sadness. I tried very hard to keep it together. I know I didn't have any control over the weather but at the same time, I really wanted to have friends and family with me on my big day.

I did have all my immediate family there. I am thankful for that. Sharon kept telling me that I needed to rest. Cowboy brought home hamburgers for lunch. After I ate, I got a text messages from someone saying they weren't going to make it. Then I got a message off the answering machine saying that all my cousins weren't going to make it and then a phone call that I didn't answer. I started crying again. I went to my bed and just cried. It's really hard to explain how I felt at this point. Sharon came in and sat with me for awhile.

I finally pulled my self together for a while and we played a few Wii games. Which almost distracted us so much that we were almost late. I gathered all my things and headed out for the Barn. I had decided to wait until we got there to get ready for the big event.

Sharon did a good job of keeping me distracted on the ride to the barn. Thank God, really Thank God for her.

Tomorrow, the big event.