It’s been a month and a week and a bit more since I got married in one of those wedding parties and though I’m a little late posting this, I am NOT sorry. Q) Why?
A) 1. It’s because I’m a badass.
A) 2. I was reading a book. It’s awesome. It has a drawing of the human skeleton on it’s knees. I can’t wait to get to that part.
My wedding to Awesomepants was great. I’m not lying. I didn’t care if a single thing went wrong because I didn’t want it to be perfect. I just wanted it to be fun. By that I mean, I wanted people to be smashed. Drunk. WAYYY-S-TED. It happened that very same way.
We were on a beach, we had the waves, we had a dance floor, we had a singer and her music went above and beyond the call of duty (or is it the other way around…I don’t know)…WE HAD IT ALL. Of course, I had my husband. What a man! Handsomus Beautifulis.
I LOVE YOU AWESOMEPANTS!
Now that I got that out of the way, I’d like to brag about my family.
I was never one to get excited about a wedding. Wedding food, probably but not an actual wedding. My friends reminded me constantly how “anti-panti” I was and I know. I’m like a scholar in knowing. Like totally. There was a reason why I could pull the whole thing off in 6 months and that is, I just didn’t want it to be grandiose (< I love this word). My family on the other hand put the class back in my…um…face. They reminded me of the meaning of this day and they let themselves take care of the special details. Like the cars to escort us to the church and the whole church ceremony — it was all their doing. I would have gone in a bus with a crate of beers in the back. I’m so glad they were there and gave a crap so I could spend more crazy time with that handsome dude who keeps popping up in my brain.
STOP IT AWESOMEPANTS! I’M WARNING YOU! Okay I’m not. I love you from here till the end of the black hole.
My friends — all 28 of them — were my support staff too. Unknowingly, or knowingly, they helped me in so many ways. Insane, yes we are.
Above all else, this day was filled with love. It was a love ambush and I didn’t know where to look. Every single person who was there, was there for a reason and those who weren’t (grandma!) were in my heart. So for all the wedding haters out there, you need to get married and have a party after. It will take a bit off your lifespan but you can bet it will be the best damn day of your life.
Awesomepants is still in my brain. I love being married to that guy.
The end.
