I Meaghan take you Boy

How do I capture this moment? What I was thinking? (try not to cry) What I was feeling? (nauseous)

I guess I’ll just start from the beginning.  The music started.

Forrest Gump Suite.  Do you know it? We love movies the Boy and I and this one is quite possibly one of the best.  Plus, it’s such a great piece of music.

The girls went up and the last one to leave me was Sista, who wished me luck, and when she was at the front she gave the Boy a big hug (she said it just didn’t feel right to walk right passed him like she didn’t even know him) and then it was just me and my dad.

I stepped into the doorway and the tears started coming. But I looked straight ahead and focussed all my attention on the Boy and on not having makeup run down my face in the pictures.

Friends told me later they had never seen someone look like they were concentrating so hard and so focused.  One goal. Get to the Boy.  Get married.

We went through the beginning of the mass and as soon as the Boy and I were able to sit down – and listen the words we chose.

First up, Song of Songs  we chose it because I love the line My Beloved is mine, and I am my Beloved’s. Love it. Why not open a wedding with a love poem?

Second up, Letter of St. Paul to the Romans 12:1-2, 9-18; LOVES the line Rejoice with those who rejoice, Weep with those who weep. It’s a list of high ideals to aspire to – but hey, there’s nothing wrong with lofty goals.

Gospel, Matthew 5:1-12a I love the Beatitudes. Love them. Life is a mix, good and bad and so is marriage, love and faith can get you through.  Come on that’s just a good message to remember.

Side note here, while I had the more churchy upbringing the Boy knew what he wanted, or more specifically what he didn’t. Corinthians. Love IS patient and Love IS kind. But as the Boy says, “I hear the Bible has a lot of to say, I’m pretty sure we can find something that doesn’t make me think of Wedding Crashers”  Well said Boy. Well said.

Post readings, the vows. The big show. We didn’t write our own, in the Catholic church, since marriage is a sacrament they discourage you from writing your own vows but give you several to choose from. We went traditional.

It didn’t take long. But in those few moments we did it.

Married.

Mr and Mrs.

And I felt… hungry.

We went through the remainder of the mass and while walking up to sign the register, I tripped.  Seriously.  Just a small one. And only fitting really.  Coordinated? Not so much.

There we are signing away, I turned to our priest and said – “This is the wrong song”  He smiled and laughed and said “We had to make an executive decision – I was hoping you wouldn’t notice!” I told him – “You’ve obviously never planned a wedding if you thought I wouldn’t notice!” The Luckiest isn’t Catholic enough (or at all) apparently.

So it got cut. Shoot.

So the song was wrong.  I didn’t care.  The right song would have been lovely. But the wrong song was nice too – and spoiler alert, that was the only thing that went wrong (besides the trip I guess). And that’s good enough for me.  I was happy that I chose to write down the words to the right song in our program.

That’s it. We were married.  We RAN back up the aisle – the Boy has LONG legs when he wants to and then we shared high fives, hugs and fist pumps all around.

Done and done.  Married.

Let’s party. 

But first… I’m starving someone find me some food!

Countdown continues – 6 MONTHS PEOPLE!

Can you tell how crazy busy I’ve been with these W-Day planning shenanigans?  Well… not that busy I guess, but stay incorporated into this countdown will be a recap of what occupied our time this past weekend.

But First – let’s roll call what we’ve done so far:

  • We picked a wedding party! – Post on that to come since I just realized I hadn’t posted about that yet.
  • We picked a florist
  • We’re getting closer with centrepieces
  • I designed our first invitation – need to make sure the peeps coming to the party get it first before I can show the world
  • We picked a DJ
  • We attended and passed our Catholic Marriage Preparation class, which included 189 compatibility questions

What’s coming up?

  • We need to decide on a cake
  • We’re meeting our caterer this month for a tasting
  • These ladies need to wear something – looking at some options this month
  • Start working on our play lists
  • Fully launch our wed-site
  • Complete our registries
  • Think about stationary

Oh man, that’s a lot to do – and it’s not even done after those things.  I’m not sure if all brides feel this way, but every month when I do the countdown the next day I am automatically in 5 more months mode.  And the panic attack ensues.

But on to more positive things: Marriage Prep.

Let’s be honest.  It wasn’t something we were looking forward to. But it was actually pretty good.  Now let’s not get carried away, it was very churchy and we were not so into all the churchyness. But it did get us talking about some probably important stuff.  Con – the Powerpoint presentations were brutal.

Thursday night we were talked at a lot but it started with a really great icebreaker.  Now I’m not really one for icebreakers but this one was GREAT! The Boy read a secret piece of paper.  Then I blindfolded him.  Then led him to the middle of the room.  Then he had to make the noise of what he had read – in this case “Ribbit” and I had to lead him around the room to the other ribbiters.  Does this not sound like a great way to get to know people? Oh wait – WORST. ICEBREAKER. EVER!

Brutal.

After learning about roles and responsibilities, we moved on to Sexuality and Marital Love.  Nothing like getting the most awkward part out of the way right off the start.  We spent the next hour or so talking about Sexual Intercourse.  The Sex Act. Or The Conjugal Act of Marital Love.  I liked when they said all three – in a row. together.

Friday night we learned communication 1 and communication 2.  Powerpoint brought on some serious struggles for the facilitators – it’s hard for some people.  And while their presentation was once again brutal the dancing was awesome! That’s right – we all came to the centre of the room and danced to some slow country song.  Grade 8 styles.

Saturday we learned fully about the relationship between us and God, that this marriage will be between the three of us. We also learned about Natural Family Planning and that it is not the Rhythm Method.

We also got our FOCCUS questionnaire back.  It was 189 compatibility questions that included such gems as “I am concerned my homosexual thoughts or feelings might have a negative effect on my marriage”  I’m happy to report that both the Boy and I disagreed with that one, and we largely agreed with each other for most of it.  That didn’t always mean we agreed with what the Church wanted us to answer. We may have gotten 8% on the  religion section.

Finally we were invited to stay for mass, which we did – but we were one of about 7 couples who did (there were 20 in our course).

Okay, so I leaned a little more to the con side in my report – but let’s face it that makes for better blogging.  The pro?  We really appreciated the time to talk to each other about things we don’t normally.  We spent a lot of time talking and took a break from planning our wedding and took some time to plan our marriage and our future family.

It wasn’t something we were looking forward to but it was definitely valuable.  We actually really enjoyed it.

Churched – Check!

Six Months To Go!