My now husband and I had been dating about four years when he very suddenly wanted to go camping in Joshua Tree that week. Okay! We'll go!
We get there and sleep and then wake up at dawn to watch the sunrise, and when the sun comes up and nothing happens, I think to myself, oh well, perhaps he'll propose another time, and of course that's when he does.
The following day was my birthday and my best friend arrived. I kept my mouth shut. Then the nex day, my parents arrived and we all went out to lunch, along with my husband's sister and her boyfriend. Then we spilled the beans.
Wedding planning was not everything I'd hoped/thought it would be. For one thing, it involves a lot of awkward phone calls. What happened to good ol' fashioned emailing? And it's tough to find that balance between what you and your fiancé want your wedding to be, and what you think your guests are going to expect. For me, from the beginning I focused on just two things - telling my husband I loved him in front of our family and friends and dancing. Everything else I was flexible on (sort of - it's not to say I didn't throw some tantrums). And there's never enough time for everything. We had a year to plan and I still felt totally unprepared when the day came.
The wedding itself was awesome. The weather was great, the things that went wrong were quickly fixed and it gave me what I wanted - I said my vows and heard his, and danced for over four hours. The part that surprised me was how overwhelmed I felt coming down the aisle. It was all these people who loved me - my friends, people I'd never met who were welcoming me into their family. I hadn't seen some of these people in years, and here they were!
One thing I don't ever want to forget was when "Bohemian Rhapsody" came on and some of my friends started this slow, wavering kick line to the slow music at the start. Then we all wigged out for the rocking part - and then moved back to the kick line for the end. It was just ... so cozy. And awesome.
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