Finally its time to get married! Since my father was so sick, he didn't make it, so my brother walked me down the isle. Right when it was my turn to walk down the isle, I'm thinking, that Taco Bell was not a smart idea. It's about to be down the front of my dress since I was so nervous. But I didn't spew!! The first things that went through my mind was...look up & smile. I have a bad habit looking at the ground when I walk. Escpecially when I'm really nervous! So it was like..take a step, look up at everyone a smile. Take a step, keep looking up and keep smiling. Take a step, don't even think about looking down and wear that damn smile. After that, everything was like a walk in the park. Our pastor made a Seinfeld joke durring the wedding and I thought, too cool! And when it came to our vows, I smiled and said them all without a tear! I couldn't cry! I don't know if there was too many people or if I was too excited to cry, but I didn't.
Afterwards, we had the reception there at the church. We cut the cake and fed it to each other. I reminded Jon that he will feed me first (so that if he smushes it in my face, I could return the favor. He didn't. Smart man). And after everyone left, we took pictures of the wedding party.
We planned a dinner for our family and friends only. You know...so no free loaders would come. But before we headed out to dinner, I stopped at my parents house to check up on my Dad. He was even worse than before. I cried. Because I never saw him so vulnerable, weak and so sick, it was a first for me. I gave him some water and he told me I was beautiful and really wanted to be there. I left with tears streaming down my face. Once we got to the dinner, I was a Debbie Downer. I hardly ate my food and I didn't want to do anything. No first dance with Jon, no throwing of the garder or the bouquet, I didn't want to do anything because my father wasn't there. Everyone noticed.
Towards the end, I lightened up wee bit. OOOH And I made a mixed cd for the dinner, right? One of the songs I put on it was by Carrie Underwood, Before He Cheats. Just for the BM! But I think he was too drunk to noticed. Oh well, he did his dumb toast. It was like, "you guys seem so happy together & I know you guys are going to be with each other for a long time. I'm glad Kelly and Jonathan found each other....blah blah blah" ...Listening to his gay toast was like listening to a crackhead telling me not to do drugs & because he doesn't do drugs, you know whatta mean? Pure bullshit!! After BM's toast, Jon's other groomsman started a toast of his own, which was a surprise to us. His was the same thing, but I knew he was much more sincere because there has been a few times that Jon and I hang out with him when he's drunk/high and he always says he's ready to find "The One" (soo ladies...if your looking for love..) and he wants to have what we have. He's mushy like that. Out of all of Jon's friends, I actually do like him! After his toast was my Maid of Honor's toast. Her toast was mushy too. Then it was my brother's toast & I'm thinking, Mother of pearl! How many damn toasts are we going to hear?! No, I'm kidding.. but he mentions how he was honored to walk me down the isle and that our father couldn't be there. I was touched. I didn't think he would feel that way. I'm glad he opened up because I would never in a million years think that way. Tis nice, that brother of mine!
Around 8:30pm everyone started to leave. Good, damnit! jk. Jon and I packed up some stuff left at the dinner and headed to our room. Maaaan, that room was nast! Mold growing on the shower wall...and not the stingy mold that doesn't come off...this was new mold or whatever. I could wipe if off with my fingers..& there was a big pile of towels right next to our door. Yah, nice. Elegant. We decided to go home for a bit. I forgot why, by that time I was a walking zombie. I just wanted sleep. We got home, striped off our wedding attire and put on comfy pj's and then smoked a bowl! That definatly made the night better! haha ;) after awhile we went back to the hotel and went to bed. NO sex, remember?! Damn period! ugh...dumb uterus. But that was the whole day... and that bed felt soooo good from a day like that!
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