Their Big Day

Yesterday was the big day. The entire wedding party was supposed to be there by 2pm. Master and I got there maybe five minutes early. About 15 minutes later the groom showed up. I couldn't go sit in the ceremony room so I sat in a small waiting area just outside the men's changing room. Master came out and sat by me for a little while after He changed into His tux. Then everything got crazy as hell. It was like everything started happening at one time and no one knew what to do first. After Master was told that He was good to go we stepped outside for a minute to get out of everyone's way and take a deep breath. I took some pictures of Him in His tux and He took some pictures of me in my outfit. He told me several times that I looked sexy as hell. I was so happy that He was pleased.

Although I will say I hate regular pantyhose. They are uncomfortable. Give me thigh highs or crotchless pantyhose any day!

Finally I could go sit in the ceremony room. I found a seat right in the front row and actually it was a seat directly in line where I knew Master would be standing so that made me happy as well. The ceremony started and Master and I smiled at one another once He was in place.

Master and I are not christian. You all know that by now I'm sure. But holy hell I don't think they could have crammed any more prayers into it. I'm not exaggerating when I say they had four different sets of vows. I was confused when they didn't pull out the rings on the first one. But there was a candle ceremony thing, and then vows from the officiant, then their own vows and then finally the actual vows where they said "I will." I found it a little odd that they didn't say "I do" but hey.. what do I know about religious weddings. Nothing at all.

After the ceremony it was time for the bridal party pictures and so the guests had a cocktail hour. Literally every person I knew there was in the bridal party so I just kind of walked around a little bit and no one there would even really look at me let alone talk to me so I just plopped my ass down on the stairs and stayed there for the entire time. Towards the end the bridal party came in (minus the bride and groom). Master saw me and pulled me outside again for the breather.

And then it was time for the reception. They all sat at the head table. They had made little ornament looking things with names attached to them so everyone knew which table to sit at. I was at the table literally right in front of the head table. That made me smile.

After dinner they cut the cake and then had their first dance. After a little while the bridal party was asked to dance as well, with the people that they were assigned to for the walk down the aisle. So Master danced with that girl for a while. I think she was as uncomfortable as He was. She's a lesbian and you could tell she was like, "I have to dance with a man?!"

And then of course it got a little goofy. Master started dancing with the groom and when the other best man cut in to dance with the groom Master danced with the bride. I didn't get a dance with Him at all but I know He hates dancing anyway so the fact that He was forced to in the first place was enough for Him.

Master got some pictures of the groom and I together. He's my friend too and I've known him for almost 10 years. Then the groom took some pictures of Master and I together. The professional wedding photographer also took some pictures of us together. Why? I have no idea.

But you know what I was most excited about? We got a new picture of us together! We haven't had a good picture of us since about 2009. That's a long time. So I was more than pleased about having a new picture with Master as was He.

We did cut out after two hours though but before we went I wanted to see their wedding rings so as soon as I got a hug out of each of them I asked. Their rings don't match. They are beautiful rings but they are completely different. Does that happen a lot? Our rings match.

The four of us (Master, myself, the bride and the groom) promised each other that after the holiday rush we would have to start seeing each other more often. In fact they both apologized to us for being invisible for the past year or so. That blew me away. The bride has actually really warmed up to us.

So, it looks like we're going to be seeing more of them after December. Which is a good thing. We don't have a lot of friends and Master has been friends with the groom for almost 25 years. It'll be good for him to come back to the table ya know?

Itinerary

I have absolutely no idea what time we'll be home tonight so I thought I would do a post now. If Master wants me to do another post when we get home, of course I'll do it. But I thought I might as well take this precaution. I was hoping to get some more sleep since Master and I didn't go to bed until damn near 3am but after I took the dog out I was wide awake. I tried to go back to bed but nope. And I didn't want to toss and turn and disturb Master. So here I am.

We sat up last night talking. I still can't wrap my head around all this more "traditional" wedding thing. So we talked about that for a while. And then this morning when I decided I wasn't able to fall asleep I came out here to check my e-mail and decided to re-read the e-mail the bride sent out about a week ago with the itinerary. It all seems so involved and crammed together.  There is going to be no breathing room for the bride and groom with the way they have everything stacked.

So, we'll have access to the place at 2pm. Master has to be there by that time so of course that means I do. We don't live close enough where I could drop Him off and then come back in about a hour and a half. It's about a half hour drive so that's just a waste of gas.

I'll be getting ready before we leave. However, Master will be dressed normal and be bringing the tux with Him. He has to change out of the tux before we leave for home as the place that the tuxes were rented from will be taking them from there. At least we don't have to worry about dropping it off. All the men in the bridal party and the groom will be in one room getting ready. And all the women in the bridal party and the bride will be in a different room getting ready. So I'll be in the room the ceremony is taking place in until it's time for the ceremony to actually start.

Apparently all that is going to take about an hour because the bride and groom's professional photo shoot will be at 3pm. The ceremony is then at 3:30pm. After the ceremony the bridal party will be doing their professional photo shoot and while that is going on there will be a "cocktail hour" for the guests.

Once the cocktail hour is over the "receiving line" for the dinner will start at 5:30pm so that everyone is seated by 6pm for dinner.

I have no idea how long the dinner/reception is going to go on for. This is exactly the reason why I am doing a post now.

It's not like Master and I can leave a hour into it as He is the best man. I don't think Master will want to stay too late though since we do have a half hour drive home.

Master did tell me that once He's all ready, while the groom and bride have their pictures done, He'll come sit by me for a little while before the ceremony. He also told me that if it's at all possible He wants me in the front row so I am in His direct line of sight. It's a huge fucking room and there is stadium seating so I don't think that'll be a problem especially since I'll be sitting there for a hour and a half prior to the ceremony itself.

Also, I'm made sure that I painted my nails in Master's favorite color. Purple. I wanna look good. Not for anyone else. The only one I ever want to look good for is my Husband. And I enjoy the fact that He is proud that I am on His arm. So I'm going to do my best to look good for Him today. I've got my nails painted His favorite color, fingers and toes, and I've already got my make-up on even though we won't be leaving for another three hours. 

Rehearsal

Last night after I got home from work Master and I had to go pick up the tux He'll be wearing for BC's wedding on Saturday. He had to try it on to make sure everything was okay. He was grumbling the whole time. He hates tuxes. He wore a really nice suit for our wedding and it looks great on Him. And hey, we got to keep it rather than just renting it for a day.

Tonight we had to go to the wedding rehearsal. Now, these things don't really make a lot of sense to me. But then again we had a simple court house wedding. There was nothing to rehearse. Master and I are very laid back people and a court house wedding was perfect for us.

But anyway, like I said we had to go to the rehearsal. We got down there by 6pm and we actually got there before the bride and groom. They were late to their own rehearsal. Whatever. So I sit on the sidelines and Master goes through all the best man stuff. He was told where He has to stand, and how He's walking in, how to walk out, who He's walking with... etc and so on.

It took a while. It wasn't very organized at all. It was basically a lot of going over things more than once because they couldn't decide if they wanted it done one way or the other. Ugh.

While I was sitting there I talked to the groom's parents. I will know a total of six people at this wedding. Master, the groom, the bride, the groom's parents and the groom's sister. And really the bride and the groom's family members are more acquaintances. So, really I'll only know Master and the groom. And since Master is the best man I won't really be seeing Him/talking to Him until after the reception dinner. We have to get there by 2:30pm and the wedding isn't until 3:30pm. So I'll basically be sitting down somewhere in the room where the ceremony is and then when the dinner part comes I'll be sitting at a table with a bunch of people I don't know at all and finally when the dinner is done I'll be able to be near my Master again.

I know this all sounds codependent but it's not like I can't survive without Him there it's just very, very odd to be with Him somewhere and not be able to be near Him. It's uncomfortable for me. Especially since I'm not a very social person. And it's not one sided. Master feels the same way. He told me that He hopes the dinner goes quickly so He can come be by me.

We are one of those odd couples that love being near one another and enjoy just hanging out with each other.

Finally the rehearsal was done and it seemed like everyone knew what the fuck they are supposed to be doing so hopefully it'll go smoothly tomorrow.

Oh, and today? Today I had to buy pantyhose. *shudders* With the dress I'm wearing it's too short to be able to just pull off thigh highs. But I bought black pantyhose! There is no way in hell I'd wear "nude" pantyhose.

So I'll be in a black sleeveless dress, black pantyhose and black heels. I'll be the lady in black. I use the term lady very loosely. But hey, I was decked out in all black for our wedding so why the hell not. (Although I didn't wear pantyhose.)

Wedding Bells

One of Master's oldest friends, BC, is getting married in November. I know I've posted before about how Master doesn't want to go and all that, but apparently we are going. And guess what? Master is one of the best men. Yes, there are two. Why? Because BC's fiance couldn't make up her mind as to who to have as her maid of honor, so she has two of them. So to match, BC has two best men.

BC picked Master up today to go out to lunch and to get Master fitted for His tux. He's going to wear a tux. I never thought I'd see the day. He wore a really nice suit when we got married and He looked damn good in it too. Master does not want to wear a tux. He hates them with a passion. But.. He doesn't have a choice in the wardrobe, so He's stuck.

I, however, am not part of the bridal party. I am still going to the wedding, obviously. It sounds like this wedding is going to be a lot more formal than any wedding I've ever been to. And I've been to two of them. Our wedding and my mother's wedding to her current husband. Neither were formal in any way, shape, or form. Both times the "dress code" was please don't wear jeans, other than that... come on in! So just the fact that Master is going to be wear a tux means that yeah, it's a lot more formal.

Since I'm not in the wedding party though that will mean that I'm sitting by myself during the ceremony itself.. no big deal. That also means that I will be sitting alone at the reception since Master will be at the head table.

Well, that is... if Master didn't have other things in mind. He doesn't plan on me sitting by myself at the reception. He either wants me sitting next to Him at the head table or He'll make His toast and then come sit by me. I'm not sure how well this is going to go over, but Master has made up His mind. Yes, we realize that this isn't about us. Duh. But BC knows Master very well and he also knows the dynamic we're in. Master plans on talking to him about it. For all we know there may not be an actual head table. At least Master is hoping there isn't. (We didn't have one.. or a seating chart.. sit down and eat!)

So we'll see where that goes and what BC says. Master obviously doesn't have to worry about what He's wearing, other than the fact that He's going to moan and gripe the entire time He's in that monkey suit. So now I just have to figure out what the hell I'm wearing. I'm not going out and spending a lot of money on an outfit, I'll tell you that. We also have to figure out what to get them as a gift. Normally, it'd be pretty easy. But since they are living with BC's parents they don't need the usual newlywed stuff.. you know.. things for the home. Fuck. Suggestions anyone?

Memories

You know how I said I had my mother's old computer tower, before we threw it out? Yeah? Well guess what I found on it.

Pictures from our wedding. Yeah. At our wedding reception we didn't have a professional photographer. We asked everyone who had a digital camera to bring it and take pictures, and then send them to us later. Well my mother-in-law has a very expensive camera, and had brought it. She emailed me about 15 pictures from our reception, but I could have sworn she took more. So I figured that they were just blurry, or to dark, or something.

So now, three years later, I found more. Lots more. Ones that were very nice, and that we had absolutely no copies of. So I put them on my flash drive before Master tossed the computer out. I'm glad I looked before we tossed her comp out.

I have now copied them to our computer.

I felt like taking a walk down memory lane, and flipped through them, including the ones that we already had. Gods the emotion that is able to flow through a picture and straight into you is just... amazing.

We look so happy, and so very much in love. We look like we're having the times of our lives at our $500 reception with no professional photographer, no DJ, no decorations. Just us, our friends and family, a boom box, food, and a simple wedding cake.

So many people seem shocked that we didn't have any of the typical stuff at our reception. But I can't imagine doing it any other way.

Looking at those pictures I can close my eyes, and can remember everything as if it had just happened a month ago.

Sometimes, when finances are so tight I can barely breathe, and we're both stressed out beyond belief, I look through our reception and honeymoon pictures. We were broke as hell, after paying for the wedding rings, reception, and honeymoon. We were basically on our last penny. But we were so happy. No stress was touching us. And I remind myself that we were so much worse off back then. Neither of us were working at the time. And look how happy we were.

I'm not saying we're not happy now. I'm still very much in love with Him. I can't imagine my life without Him. I really can't. Yes, we piss each other off, and yes we get into arguments. But sometimes I just need to look at those photos and remind myself not to sweat the small stuff. That as long as we have each other, we'll find a way through absolutely anything. Just like He said we would in a poem He wrote me back before we were engaged. A poem I still have, and read from time to time.

This upcoming March, we'll have been together for 8 years and married for 4 years. The upcoming anniversary is the one where I wanted to rent the same reception hall again and have an anniversary party. Why? Because we were married on our 4 year anniversary. So it seems only fitting to have an anniversary party on our 4 year wedding anniversary.

I don't think we'll have the money for it. I'm sure the prices have gone up. But that's not whats important anyway. What's important is that we're still together, and still very in love.

One of these years we'll have an anniversary party. I would hold a small one here at our apartment, but most people don't want to drive up to where we are. My family lives 45 minutes away and His mother is a half hour away. So all that would probably show up would be BC and HG. Not that that would suck or anything, but it would be disappointing to me on some level, and I know that.

So I think we'll save the big celebration for another year. Yeah I know, our anniversary is somewhere around 7 months away. But it is a big deal to me, and it's something I look forward to every year, very much. Another chapter in our lives closed, another year gone, and a new one beginning, with many more on the horizon. And to me, the next one is a big one.

It's not the traditional 5 year, or 10 year mark. But it's a big one to me, because of the emotional and spiritual ties to the number four.

I believe I have to work that day actually, which really really sucks. In fact it's a Monday. So yeah, I do have to work. That blows. Maybe I'll still have enough personal time to take that day off. Who knows. It's a ways off.