The Holwerda Family Blog

I was freaking the crap out over all the families melding together, nicely or not. While I was not there to break up any disagreements. or not.  

I was waking up late and trying to figure out how on earth to shower without getting my hair wet.

I spent an hour, waking my bridesmaid. Mental note: Testing out a new anxiety medicine, 3 hours before you're supposed to be up and ready for a wedding, not so smart. hahahahahaaaa!!!!

I was running late from the hair salon, where the salonist took more time explaining her life and all it's ambitions, rather than curling and pinning my hair up where it belonged. Not to mention she forgot the daisy crown until the very end, when it was too late to set it in without messing it all up. D'oh!

I totally had to depend on my horrible sense of direction to find my future mother in laws house, with my sister driving in a town she had NEVER been in, WHILE attempting to put on my own make up in the passenger seat so I could finish cramming myself into the things I needed crammed into, in order to wear that beautiful sparkly white dress hanging in my future sister in laws, old childhood, formerly marcs old childhood, bedroom.. (I found it, the first time.  Odd, I know. Especially since to this day, I still can't find it without getting lost at least once.)

I was scolded by the photographer for being 10 minutes later than I said I was going to be, which was at least an hour and 20 minutes earlier than I even thought I would be there. :)

I was informed that I forgot to hire somebody or other for something specific having to do with the something or other, so our DJ was kind enough to read my thoughts without my having to say them harshly aloud, and they took care of everything that needed to be done, themselves. lol. and they did it very well at that.

My mom looked beautiful, but was a nervous  wreck.  Even though she only had to stand and pose a few times for cameras she couldn't contain her feelings that well. at all. period. mom. you talk WAY too much about really annoying things when you're nervous. stop it! lol. 

My dad was so proud and so sad, but mostly he was happy he didn't have to worry about my well being anymore....it was all on Marc's head now. lol.

I almost passed out, twice.  Once, while I was doing NOTHING at all but sitting and waiting for my cue. Eating before weddings are a good thing. Especially if you're the bride AND you've spent the night before, nursing a bottle of coconut rum.lol

I about killed our old roommate for leaving the wedding to get a damn 2 lt of pop. He was ushering the guest for us and got thirsty/hungry. lol.   People and their incredibly SILLY addictions, but I wouldn't want them to be any other way. RIP, Ivan.

I realized just how much I loathe being photographed in a professional manner and I may have lacked in tact sharing this new found UNdesire, with the photographer, too.  

My nephew Trenton was so nervous about walking me down the aisle as the train bearer. I seriously feared being puked on the walk down. lol. He did GREAT!

My nephew Corey and soon to be nephew, Bryce were too busy flirting with my little flower girl, Shianne and kept insisting the pond is where they were supposed to be, all along. :)

My wedding party was sweating profusely with very little complaint. 

My sister was an incredible support system for me, even though I was such a lounaticish beyotch. LOL! 

I listened to my two best friends, Jerrica and Monica discuss what married life is really like, etc. etc. etc. *blush* lol

I almost slipped down the stairs and my dad hurt his back saving my life. AND THE WEDDING! :)

I had a minor anxiety attack when we approached all the guest, staring at me!

My husbands groomsmen, Marc was crying like a baby while his best man, Gary was too busy wiping sweat from his bow to care about the blubbering mess behind him. hehe.

I listened to the preacher talk while I looked at my future husband. I was amazed at how easily all that stress melted away and everything felt, right, once again. :)

I promised my heart and soul to the only man in the world, meant for me.

I realized how damn lucky I was to be living in this moment, 9 years ago today.

...and I'm DAMN lucky to have the honor to see all the wonderful things that tomorrow and the NEXT 9 years will bring to us.

Love you, Marc!! Happy Anniversary!!