Tuesday, May 04, 2004
THE Wedding of 2004
Wellity, wellity…I am back from the wedding with about a hundred wonderful memories! The whole weekend was nothing short of amazing. In fact, it went much more smoothly than I had anticipated. Rita had put a LOT of work into the planning of her day, but there is always the fear that something will go incredibly wrong and send the whole wedding spiraling into mass confusion. Fortunately, there were NO scares, at least from what I noticed. Just people dancing and laughing and hugging and having an overall top notch good time.
I showed up at the wedding rehearsal just in time on Friday. I had gone tanning the day before and my face and body was noticeably scorched. Paul rented a fire red convertible Mustang for the drive up, so needless to say, driving with the top down for hours left my face as red as a just ripe tomato.
At the rehearsal, I met the other groomsman and reconnected with my wonderful ladies from college. The church was beautiful, and Rita looked like she was glowing with pure excitement and joy. No hitches at the rehearsal and off we went to an amazing sit down rehearsal dinner. We drank wine and vodka tonics and talked our faces off for a couple of hours. Upon returning to the hotel, it was much of the same, except for the half an hour Rita and I got to spend just the two of us. I gave her my special gift and we hugged for about 20 minutes straight.
On Saturday, I had Paul drive me over to the mall so that I could get my tuxedo. My best girls (and also bridesmaids) from school decided to pull out their selfish bitch natures and refused to drive me to the mall themselves. Unfortunately, I missed out on Rita getting her hair done, but I did get to help her in to her wedding dress right before the ceremony. Her sister was there as well and the three of us made sure that she was the most beautiful bride to ever walk down the aisle.
The ceremony itself was an emotional rollercoaster. There were many tears and I found myself chewing on my trembling lower lip for most of it. Staring at Rita in her contemporary, yet elegant wedding dress, standing before her unbelievably handsome fiancé gave me feelings of joy and sadness that could only be summed up as intense. Their vows were part sentimental/part hilarious and when they looked in to each other’s eyes and said “I do”, the entire crowd swelled with emotion.
The photographer took just about 2 hours of pictures. I am dying to see them! I have been told that Rita’s mom will be sending us a copy of all of them via email, so I am anxiously waiting for them to come through. I think I looked good in my tux, although I felt like the jacket and vest they prepared for me was a tad too big. Makes sense, since the combined weight of the 6 groomsman had to be over 1500 pounds. You should have seen me standing next to all of the other guys. I looked like I was a 6 year old waif.
The reception was one of the best times I have ever had in my life. The food was good, but was only eaten for about 10 minutes. As soon as the DJ started playing music, the dance floor filled up and didn’t empty until the event shut down at midnight. Unbelievably, it was open bar until the last hour. We were all shocked by that one. The amount of money to keep an open bar for 4 hours is extraordinary. Rita knows how to throw a bash, that’s for sure.
Rita’s selection of music for the night was just about flawless. Of course you had your classics, but she made sure to throw in some “Justin Timberlake” and “Humpty Dance” as well. I was able to make some new friends on the dance floor and I also had some very memorable slow dances with some of Rita’s family. The whole night was just perfect.
When we got back to the hotel, everyone got changed and met in the lobby for a few more drinks. I wiped out around 1am and went back to my hotel room to hang with Paul and the girls. I have to say, Paul was absolutely incredible through the entire trip. He barely drank any alcohol, yet managed to make idle conversation and keep a smile on his face throughout the evening. When I would look over at him, my heart pumped with feelings of love and respect. He was, without a doubt, the most handsome guy at the wedding, wearing his expensive suit and Versace tie.
Saying goodbye to Rita on Sunday was a bit difficult to do. I was just about out of tears at that point, but I did make sure to hug her as long as I could. She is no longer just my Rita. She is now married and I will forever have to share her with her new husband. I couldn’t ask for a better guy to share such an incredible girl with. He was so sweet and kind to me throughout the weekend and I truly believe that their wedding and relationship is blessed by God. There aren’t two people who are more right for each other.
Rita is now in Cancun on her honeymoon. I hope she remembers to brush her teeth with bottled water. Otherwise, she’s going to have runny poops all week! I am muchly looking forward to seeing her again in a couple of weeks. Now that she’s married and all…
There have been few weekends in my life that have been filled with so much joy and love. I still get choked up thinking about it. I wish I could repeat it every weekend for the rest of my life. Or at least every weekend until I get married.
I love you Rita! This is just the beginning. I am so proud of you for taking this step and I am here for you every day for the rest of your life.
Can you have a baby now that I can love and keep as my own?
Wellity, wellity…I am back from the wedding with about a hundred wonderful memories! The whole weekend was nothing short of amazing. In fact, it went much more smoothly than I had anticipated. Rita had put a LOT of work into the planning of her day, but there is always the fear that something will go incredibly wrong and send the whole wedding spiraling into mass confusion. Fortunately, there were NO scares, at least from what I noticed. Just people dancing and laughing and hugging and having an overall top notch good time.
I showed up at the wedding rehearsal just in time on Friday. I had gone tanning the day before and my face and body was noticeably scorched. Paul rented a fire red convertible Mustang for the drive up, so needless to say, driving with the top down for hours left my face as red as a just ripe tomato.
At the rehearsal, I met the other groomsman and reconnected with my wonderful ladies from college. The church was beautiful, and Rita looked like she was glowing with pure excitement and joy. No hitches at the rehearsal and off we went to an amazing sit down rehearsal dinner. We drank wine and vodka tonics and talked our faces off for a couple of hours. Upon returning to the hotel, it was much of the same, except for the half an hour Rita and I got to spend just the two of us. I gave her my special gift and we hugged for about 20 minutes straight.
On Saturday, I had Paul drive me over to the mall so that I could get my tuxedo. My best girls (and also bridesmaids) from school decided to pull out their selfish bitch natures and refused to drive me to the mall themselves. Unfortunately, I missed out on Rita getting her hair done, but I did get to help her in to her wedding dress right before the ceremony. Her sister was there as well and the three of us made sure that she was the most beautiful bride to ever walk down the aisle.
The ceremony itself was an emotional rollercoaster. There were many tears and I found myself chewing on my trembling lower lip for most of it. Staring at Rita in her contemporary, yet elegant wedding dress, standing before her unbelievably handsome fiancé gave me feelings of joy and sadness that could only be summed up as intense. Their vows were part sentimental/part hilarious and when they looked in to each other’s eyes and said “I do”, the entire crowd swelled with emotion.
The photographer took just about 2 hours of pictures. I am dying to see them! I have been told that Rita’s mom will be sending us a copy of all of them via email, so I am anxiously waiting for them to come through. I think I looked good in my tux, although I felt like the jacket and vest they prepared for me was a tad too big. Makes sense, since the combined weight of the 6 groomsman had to be over 1500 pounds. You should have seen me standing next to all of the other guys. I looked like I was a 6 year old waif.
The reception was one of the best times I have ever had in my life. The food was good, but was only eaten for about 10 minutes. As soon as the DJ started playing music, the dance floor filled up and didn’t empty until the event shut down at midnight. Unbelievably, it was open bar until the last hour. We were all shocked by that one. The amount of money to keep an open bar for 4 hours is extraordinary. Rita knows how to throw a bash, that’s for sure.
Rita’s selection of music for the night was just about flawless. Of course you had your classics, but she made sure to throw in some “Justin Timberlake” and “Humpty Dance” as well. I was able to make some new friends on the dance floor and I also had some very memorable slow dances with some of Rita’s family. The whole night was just perfect.
When we got back to the hotel, everyone got changed and met in the lobby for a few more drinks. I wiped out around 1am and went back to my hotel room to hang with Paul and the girls. I have to say, Paul was absolutely incredible through the entire trip. He barely drank any alcohol, yet managed to make idle conversation and keep a smile on his face throughout the evening. When I would look over at him, my heart pumped with feelings of love and respect. He was, without a doubt, the most handsome guy at the wedding, wearing his expensive suit and Versace tie.
Saying goodbye to Rita on Sunday was a bit difficult to do. I was just about out of tears at that point, but I did make sure to hug her as long as I could. She is no longer just my Rita. She is now married and I will forever have to share her with her new husband. I couldn’t ask for a better guy to share such an incredible girl with. He was so sweet and kind to me throughout the weekend and I truly believe that their wedding and relationship is blessed by God. There aren’t two people who are more right for each other.
Rita is now in Cancun on her honeymoon. I hope she remembers to brush her teeth with bottled water. Otherwise, she’s going to have runny poops all week! I am muchly looking forward to seeing her again in a couple of weeks. Now that she’s married and all…
There have been few weekends in my life that have been filled with so much joy and love. I still get choked up thinking about it. I wish I could repeat it every weekend for the rest of my life. Or at least every weekend until I get married.
I love you Rita! This is just the beginning. I am so proud of you for taking this step and I am here for you every day for the rest of your life.
Can you have a baby now that I can love and keep as my own?
