I write this now as a married woman. This whole month has been a blur from the bachelorette party, to the wedding, to the honeymoon and back again. I feel so blessed to have such an amazing family who threw us the biggest shindig I’ve ever been too. I realize I planned a lot of the wedding, but everything went perfectly.
I’m just going to try and sum the whole thing up here :-P.
We left NY August 9th, my mother, my son and I bound for Burlington Vermont. My cousins the bridesmaids have planned a party for me, which we are already late for (mom had a medical thing). My fiance says goodbye to our son and I, a little heavily. He has already been gone the whole week on a work related trip, and now he won’t see either of us again for another full week (he misses his boy!). We depart sadly, this is the longest we have ever been apart
The trip to Vermont is quick and smooth, my son Henry seems to enjoy car rides and is being an angel lately (how did I get so lucky?!). We arrive late, only to learn that my bridesmaids had planned to take me to a wine tasting, but we missed it. So we are doing our own tasting at my aunts house! We sample all the wine in the cupboard while my aunt, uncle, my two cousins and our family friend go around the table to say all the things they love about my man. It was heart warming to say the least, they really love him.
We dress, all of us in LBD’s and Bride/Bride-To-Be buttons decorating our finest black dresses. I end up loaning a dress to my cousin, Allison and she rocks it far better then I do. I think about giving it to her, then realize my man would be angry (it’s his favorite :-P). I am given a clip on mini top hat, that in the days to come my son will obsessively play with until it is no longer wearable. I am also gifted with cups decorated with penises, what would a party be without a good frosted glass with a penis printed on it??
My aunt drops my cousins and our friend off down town, where I am given a scavenger hunt list, a set of stickers with perverse sayings on them, and we head to dinner. We eat at The Vermont Pub and Brewery, here their menus look like news papers, and all the food looks AMAZING. I order the Veggie Mushroom Philly, and we all get a round of drinks, including a beer sampler. If you ever get a chance to go to Burlington, hit this place up. The beer is incredible! Not to mention very reasonable. Here I give out my “best ass” sticker to the waiter, who sticks it on his menu. He does have a great ass.
Next we hit up a place that would would live in if I could: Radio Bean. I belong here, this place is half coffee house/ half bar. They serve lattes, caps, and hot cocktails with wonderful delicious booze. I would have spent the night here if I hadn’t had a hunt to complete and stickers to hand out. My list required me to kiss a 70 year old man, take a photo with a cop, find three penis shaped objects and take photos with them, have someone congratulate me in French, get a man to buy me a shot, yell Penis in a crowded street, and a few acts I want no evidence of on the internet. I finished my list, handed out all my stickers, and even hung out with a bachelor party. I found a few things that didn’t exactly look like a penis… like the Bachelor… not very good pictures… but who takes a good photo drunk right?? Oh.. and in case you have never seen a penis before, the bachelor in the boa is a Penis. They all come with tiaras right?? I wouldn’t know.
The day after the party… was a God Damn nightmare. Never been so sick in my LIFE. Hugging the toilet to save myself from falling off the world. I normally never drink when I know my son will be around the next day, but knowing my mother would be there until at least 1, I thought I would have recovered by then… but no. My son likes to hang out in the bathroom with me, look at magazines, line things up on the tub. He is very patient, today he saw me puking for the first time. I felt awful… until I was done and he walked up to me, leaned over the toilet went “a phew phew phew” looked at me with a grin, pat me on my head and went about his business… Yup. I spent the rest of that day curled on the couch with a bucket, while my Uncle (who I call Uncle Splinter, and he calls me Raphie- due to die hard love for the ninja turtles). Binge watched movies with my son and I, Toy Story, Babe… and a film he calls the ultimate hang-over cure “Gold Diggers.” It’s a god awful film with a lot of heart. By the time the movies were done, I was feeling about 50% better. My aunt made quinoa pizza and we went for creamies after. Yay hang overs.
The next day, my cousin Beth, my son Henry and I left for Dover, New Hampshire. Where I would spend the rest of my week dealing with last minute wedding details, hitting up Planet Fitness with Beth and binge watching the last season of True Blood ( I STILL haven’t seen the finale!!!!). We hit up the local juice bar: Juicy Roots where I am OBSESSED with their Skinny melon smoothie (watermelon, mint, strawberries mmmm) and their Odacova wrap. They are an awesome little hole in the wall, with all Vegan menu and a swing (A big people swing!!! <3).
The night before the wedding I spend until 2 a.m. on the phone with my love ❤ writing my vows. Inspired by Urban Dictionary.
My morning started bright an early with my lovely son up at 6:30… yes that’s right, 6:30!!!! Four hours of sleep and not a nap in sight before my wedding… great. So up at 6:30 I spend my morning hanging with my angel until 11:30 rolls around and I head straight to the hair parlor. I get there, and knowing they are going to charge me a nice fee for a “wedding up do” I tell them I want a regular up do and just tell them I am GOING to a wedding. Stupid yes, but effective. I go and they have no photos, so I look through a magazine and get some inspiration from J-Law. In the middle of having my hair done and about half way into a glass of white wine, my ladies show up… and tell the hair dresser I am the one getting hitched. She’s shocked to say the least haha. Awkward…
I love my laid-back up-do, and wish I could have it forever. Buuuttt I have no talent with hair so what ever. We head to Juicy Roots for some pre-wedding juice and food goodies. I grab an green-a-colada (spinach, pineapple, coconut) and a “Full Monty” wrap, which is pretty much all ingredients in one wrap and it is SO GOOD.
The girls drop me off, and I run over to the local Sephora to have my make up done. WOW she did an AWESOME job and I am so buying the products she used. I am kind of blown away with how dark the bronzer was and how good it looked, she used a shade higher then I normally do and it made a huge difference. I ended up buying a Joise Maran mascara and a Make Up Forever Lipstick.
Back at my Nana’s I get dressed, in a room full of people with a toddler. Things went surprisingly smooth.
My beautiful mother getting me dressed.
Henry pre-gaming his massive water consumption <3.
We got to the park, with champagne in our water bottles.
We were a little early and everyone was hanging around the park, I could see my groom through the trees and my cousins threw a down blanket over me (oddly the same colour as their dresses) so I could sneak to the bathroom without being seen. We had to walk through someone elses wedding to get there. I’m sure all her guests were thrown off to see another bride in the bathroom. We hide behind the bushes, my bridesmaids, father and I until we heard “Bittersweet Symphony,” playing to cue the girls. We didn’t realize it was going to be such a long wait for my father and my cue or they would have walked slower. We ended up waiting awkwardly in the bushes :-P. Seeing Brandon after so long, felt like a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders. He looked so handsome in his suit.
My aunt was marrying us, not for convenience but because she is a HUGE part of our lives and a daily inspiration. It’s funny because even though she and I are not blood related, I am sometimes thought to be her daughter, or blood relative because we are so similar and even look a little a like. We had a really original ceremony, words personal to us and our relationship together. We read and wrote our own vows, I am so lucky to have such a wonderful writer as a husband. I wish I could write how he does. I won’t share our vows here, or the things said in the ceremony. Everything was very personal and meaningful to us.
We even had a quinoa ceremony, to represent our journey to a healthy full filling life together.
I poured white quinoa into the jar, Brandon poured the red. And we will cook it for our wedding anniversary. My aunt also got the rest of the wedding guests involved in the ceremony by explaining and demonstrating why the wedding rings are worn on that finger. We all pressed our fingers together a certain way, and slowly separated them one-by-one. Each finger represented something, parents, children ect… and the ring fingers are for spouses. You cannot easily separate the ring fingers. When it was done, my aunt pronounced us Husband and wife, we kiss, and make our exit to “Summer Dress” by July Talk. <3.
It was so good seeing all of my family together, both my moms side and my fathers side get along VERY well. I have a blessed, family filled life where my cousins, cousins are my cousins and vise-versa. And of course, like any good wedding there is always at least ONE wedding crasher.
.Brandon, my aunt Nat and I.
The After Party
After the wedding, we all headed over to The Old Salt for our dinner and cupcake desert. Our dinner menu…
Main Course: Steak Tip Marsala and/or chicken cordon bleu.
Veggies: Horse Raddish Sweet potato, squash medley.
Starch: Rice Pilaf
Our deserts were provided by the restaurant, everything from pecan pie bars to chocolate covered cookie dough balls. As well as cupcakes from Random Acts of Sweetness in Portsmouth. Our flavors were…
Good Morning Sunshine: Orange cake with champagne frosting.
Red My Mind: Red Velvet with cream cheese frosting
Hazed and Confused: Chocolate cake with hazelnut frosting
Peanut Gallery: Chocolate cake with peanut butter frosting
Opposites Attract: Vanilla cake with chocolate frosting.
Our wedding playlist: Modest Mouse, Cat Powers, Bon Iver… annndd I may have stuck some Spice Girls and Hanson in there too ;).
The female wedding party ❤.
After, after party.
We hit up downtown Portsmouth after dropping all our stuff off at the hotel. Have I mentioned at this point that I have to be on a bus at 3:00 a.m. to get to Boston airport? No. Well we do. So we thought we would hit up the town until 2 a.m. call a cab at 2:15 and head to the station. So we hit up the Portsmouth bar scene. It was so amazing to hang out with my cousin David, my brother and Vermont cousins all at the same time again. Considering how far away David and Taylor live.
We shared a cab with my uncle from Texas (who also needed to be at the airport), and went to begin our honey moon. First stop: Miami, to crash in a SUPER SWANK Hilton hotel room. 14th floor, it was beautiful. Better then any apartment I have ever lived in. I never wanted to leave. We sadly slept our whole Miami day away, and had to rush to get a ride to the cruise ship.
So I loved the cruise of course. The first night we were a little thrown off that we had to share a table with another couple. Turned out they were ALSO on their honey moon and they were awesome cruise buddies. We ended up seeing a comedy show with them, sharing their nightly bottles of wine, hitting up the casino and an adult game show. Our dinners every night were delicious! Three course meals with escargot, strawberry gazpacho, steak, duck, lamb, anything you can think of they had and it was all SO good. A different menu every night. We also purchased an unlimited drink card for both of us… there was a lot of Starbucks, mimosas, champagne, mojitos and Bloody Mary’s. Plus our waiter showed us magic tricks every night.
Day One: we went to Nassau, which was a crazy town, with crazy people. You know you’re in a fun place where the guy trying to rent a moped to you is also offering drugs. I bought my son a drum, didn’t haggle, forgot I COULD haggle and got it for $20… which doesn’t bother me because all the stores were selling them for $25… and this one was cooler. My husband bought a felt fedora. It’s kickin.
Day Two: Cococay island. Awesome place, super clear water, which was very convent because there were jelly fish EVERYWHERE. Oh and barracuda, we didn’t see one, but I could see it feeding in the water. We drank Coronas out of wide mouthed bottles, and went on nature walks through the woods that were COVERED and I mean covered with tiny hermit crabs. It took forever to get through the paths because we didn’t want to crush one. We bought a couple tickets to go down this crazy giant blow up slide (worth every penny) and played a couple rounds of volley ball.
Day Three: Key West. Originally we had made arrangements to go snorkeling, but didn’t consider the fact that my husband wears glasses… so he COULDN’T go. Instead we went ashore and hit up the aquarium. It was AMAZING, I haven’t been to one since I was younger and this was beautiful. There were open in ground ponds where you could play with horse shoe crabs, sea cucumbers and other safe marine life. There were also two large in door ponds full of sting rays, and nurse sharks. These were beautiful, and I would have loved to hop in with them… if it wasn’t frowned upon… or potentially dangerous. Outside of the aquarium were large gated areas of sea water, where you could walk around and view rescued sea turtles and a large area housing a dozen sharks, all different kinds. We got to see the instructor feed them all, PLUS there was a tank with four baby sting rays, that you COULD touch. I would have stayed there all day if I could. I got to pet them and feed them. It was beautiful. We also hit up Hemingway’s House and took the guided tour. We have chosen to get tattoos of octopus to commemorate our trip.