Today is our 1st Anniversary.
Corey and I got engaged in late 2017 and were engaged 13ish months. I was not a great wedding planner. Actually, I’m not sure I planned my wedding at all. (Sorry Mom, Megan, and Alexis 😬) I made a few choices like my dress, my venue, wedding party attire and Corey’s tux , flowers, photographer, officiant, DJ, and some color scheme stuff…I also made my own invitations and save the dates.
But everything else. Literally everything else, I owe to my mom and sisters for pulling together and at the last minute. And they really did it well. Everything came together perfectly, however last minute it was.
I’m not the girl that has been planning my wedding for my whole life, but I did still have something of a picture in my head for how I wanted things to go, and I can’t imagine them going any better.
I wore my grandma’s opal ring (that I couldn’t find the night before the wedding and was frantically tearing the house apart to find…) for my something old, a gold necklace given to Clara as my something borrowed, my sparkly shoes as my something new, and well, something else was blue 😏
My dad walked me down the aisle while my officiant played the guitar and sang “I Can’t Help Falling In Love With You. ” Pretty appropriate seems how Corey and I were something of fools that rushed in.
We wrote our own vows, which I always thought was cheesy, but it wasn’t. I read through mine and cried. Corey read through his and I cried some more. It’s kind of funny, before it was me standing up there getting married, I thought this was the boring part of the wedding, but I was wrong. This was the best part. The part where Corey and I promised to love each other, no matter how crazy we drove each other. It was pretty great.
Once we’d done the damn thing and were happily married, we took some pictures and joined our friends and family for our reception. The food was great (thank God because we hadn’t even done a taste test before we booked) the booze were flowing (we literally still have alcohol left over from the wedding a year later) and the company was great.
Corey and I danced to “Say You Won’t Let Go” by James Arthur. My dad and I got a good laugh and a captive audience as we two stepped to “Red Neck Girl” by the Bellamy Brothers, and Corey and his mom got their groove on to “Bohemian Rhapsody” by Queen. I guess you can say we aren’t exactly typical.
Perhaps the most exciting part of the night was the Flash Mob to “Can’t Stop the Feeling” by Justin Timberlake however some of our guests might argue that the most exciting part was watching the Chiefs/Patriots game throughout the reception. That was cool. Personally, I liked the Flash Mob.
We partied the night away, danced with our little girl, visited with our guests, and exited the venue excited to get home and pack for Hawaii the next day. I wouldn’t be me if I had already been packed and ready to go before the wedding.
All in all, it was a pretty amazing night, but the best part of it all was that at the end of it, I got to say “My husband Corey” and I’ve been saying it ever since.
I love you, Corey. Happy Anniversary. I’m excited to continue living in this life we’re building together. You’re an amazing dad, a great husband, and my forever-partner in life. As I write this, you’re making a late night run to Taco Bell and bringing it to me in bed, so basically, I scored a good one.
One year down, a minimum of 30 to go.
