Something happened yesterday that I never thought would happen.
I tried to buy shoes and couldn't find any I liked.
That has never happened to me before. And gosh darn it, I really want a new pair of brown shoes that are not casual, but don't have a four inch heel.
Almost every time I go to DSW I walk out with three pairs of shoes. (I cut myself off once I hit three pairs.) It was the most bizarre feeling to walk out empty handed. I actually felt like I was doing something wrong. Like I was stealing from them by NOT buying their shoes.
Friday, June 29, 2007
Monday, June 18, 2007
Wedding: Part One
Being the super cynical person that I am, I kept thinking the wedding wouldn't happen. Not due to my own actions, or Mike's. I knew we were in it for the long haul. It's just that together, we have some of the worst luck anyone could have. Surely, I thought, something would happen to stop the wedding. Luckily, nothing did. And it turned out to be the best wedding anyone had ever been to. Seriously, I'm not just tooting my own horn. Every single one of my friends, and Mike's friends came over to say it was the most fun wedding they had ever been to. It was honestly an amazing party. So yay for that. The best time I've had 100% sober. Which makes me sound like a freaking lush, I know.
As far as Mike's family was concerned, it all worked out. His mom, step dad, and brother didn't come, and didn't try to any sabotage. Which was a relief, after all the insane drama that was pulled. I thought it was going to be weird without them there, but it was not at all. The absence didn't cross my mind once. Jen, Mike's sister, happily did all the ritual things the moms usually do. And it was amazing. I didn't have to see a single person who talked shit about my family and me. And I didn't have to look at someone who I knew didn't want to be there. Or someone who had been actively trying to sabotage my wedding. His fraternal grandmother sat next to his dad at the head table, so it didn't look so lopsided. And this way Mike got to spend more time with his grandmother. Who is an amazing woman, btw. I fell in love with her as soon as I saw her. It's a shame she lives so far away.
There are so many little details I want to write about. The dancing was amazing and energetic. Mike's and my first dance was beyond perfect. The food was good (not that we ate any of it until after we were back in our room at midnight.) Everyone just had an amazing time. It made me so happy to see everyone so sweaty and happy and worn out from dancing so hard. Josh, the best man made a hysterical speech including this line, "You Jews sure know how to party!" My friend Laura, who was our coordinator did an awesome job just like I knew she would. My bouquet was perfect, the centerpieces were perfect. My dress was an oven, and I still didn't like how it fit, but I didn't care. Nothing could take away from that day.
The first part of the wedding started at 2pm. I was up at 6am, at the hairdresser at 7am, and that took two hours. Got to the hotel, got my makeup done, got dressed and then went down for pictures. Once we were done with that, it was time for the Kabbalat Panim (the first part of the wedding.) Then Mike and I didn't end up getting up to our room until almost midnight. It was a long wedding, and a long day, but amazing.
The Kabbalat Panim was weird to me. My mom wasn't even by me for the majority of the time. She kept running off to do random stuff. But I got to see a lot of my friends, and that was when I met a lot of Mike's friends and family (the ones I hadn't met yet). Barry was the funniest because he just kept looking at me with the oddest look on his face. And just shook his head and said "This is too fucking weird, Man" before walking away. And then. Then came the time when I got to see Mike. We hadn't seen each other for what felt like a million years before the wedding. The moment I saw him, I started laughing and crying. He is the handsomest most amazing man I've ever met, and he never looked so handsome as in that moment. He come over, and told me I looked gorgeous, and didn't look like a gigantic boob (I had told him I hated my dress because my tits look huge and I look like one huge breast) and then pulled the veil over my head. My dad then came over and said something to me in Hebrew. Then Bill (Mike's dad) gave me a hug. Then it was over, and it was time for the ceremony.
Because the bride walks down last, I didn't see anyone else walking down. I know my niece freaked out and cried the whole way down because I could hear her. But she made it down eventually. All I know is, I walked up to the door, and the first person I saw was Brian Banks beaming at me. Then I saw Jason Finklestien. Then I saw some of my other guy friends. But then I rounded the corner and standing in front of me was Mike. As soon as I saw him, I never looked away. I made it down the isle without tripping or anything and the ceremony started. It went much like I'd expected. We looked at each other a lot and joked with each other under our breaths a little. Mostly we paid attention to what the Rabbi was doing. Then Mike said the line that marries us, and then the Ketubah was read (the Jewish marriage licence.) Then My father and brother sang a beautiful song. Let me tell you, that was so special to me. It was so freaking amazing and touching that they did that for me. Then Mike broke the glass and it was all over. Although, I should say that he didn't just step on that glass like most dudes. He put one hand on the Rabbi's shoulder, and the other on my shoulder and jumped SO GOD DAMN HIGH and came down on the glass. It was great, and everyone got a huge kick out of it. Then we walked down the isle with everyone singing and dancing us down.
After that we went into a room alone for a few minutes. Then we went to go take pictures together.
Then came the dancing. We were announced and went running in under arches people were holding and onto the dance floor. We both danced our asses off and by the end of the first set of dancing we were both sweaty messes. It was so much fun. The rest of the night went pretty much like that. We danced as hard as we could, and laughed and talked and smiled and had a great time. There was separate dancing until after the meal was over, and that is when Mike and I had our first dance. We danced to "The Luckiest" by Ben Folds. It wasn't planned, but we both sang the song to each other as we danced. It was perfect.
The whole day/night was perfect. I couldn't have imagined a better day if I'd tried.
One thing I can't forget to say, is how awesome Tami is. She knew how upset Mike and I were that we couldn't get the cake we had wanted (we couldn't find a kosher bakery who could make it) so she went out and had OUR CAKE made in a mini version. She found some bakery somewhere that made it for her. She got us alone in the photography room with the photographer and surprised us with it. It almost made me cry that she would do that for us.
As far as Mike's family was concerned, it all worked out. His mom, step dad, and brother didn't come, and didn't try to any sabotage. Which was a relief, after all the insane drama that was pulled. I thought it was going to be weird without them there, but it was not at all. The absence didn't cross my mind once. Jen, Mike's sister, happily did all the ritual things the moms usually do. And it was amazing. I didn't have to see a single person who talked shit about my family and me. And I didn't have to look at someone who I knew didn't want to be there. Or someone who had been actively trying to sabotage my wedding. His fraternal grandmother sat next to his dad at the head table, so it didn't look so lopsided. And this way Mike got to spend more time with his grandmother. Who is an amazing woman, btw. I fell in love with her as soon as I saw her. It's a shame she lives so far away.
There are so many little details I want to write about. The dancing was amazing and energetic. Mike's and my first dance was beyond perfect. The food was good (not that we ate any of it until after we were back in our room at midnight.) Everyone just had an amazing time. It made me so happy to see everyone so sweaty and happy and worn out from dancing so hard. Josh, the best man made a hysterical speech including this line, "You Jews sure know how to party!" My friend Laura, who was our coordinator did an awesome job just like I knew she would. My bouquet was perfect, the centerpieces were perfect. My dress was an oven, and I still didn't like how it fit, but I didn't care. Nothing could take away from that day.
The first part of the wedding started at 2pm. I was up at 6am, at the hairdresser at 7am, and that took two hours. Got to the hotel, got my makeup done, got dressed and then went down for pictures. Once we were done with that, it was time for the Kabbalat Panim (the first part of the wedding.) Then Mike and I didn't end up getting up to our room until almost midnight. It was a long wedding, and a long day, but amazing.
The Kabbalat Panim was weird to me. My mom wasn't even by me for the majority of the time. She kept running off to do random stuff. But I got to see a lot of my friends, and that was when I met a lot of Mike's friends and family (the ones I hadn't met yet). Barry was the funniest because he just kept looking at me with the oddest look on his face. And just shook his head and said "This is too fucking weird, Man" before walking away. And then. Then came the time when I got to see Mike. We hadn't seen each other for what felt like a million years before the wedding. The moment I saw him, I started laughing and crying. He is the handsomest most amazing man I've ever met, and he never looked so handsome as in that moment. He come over, and told me I looked gorgeous, and didn't look like a gigantic boob (I had told him I hated my dress because my tits look huge and I look like one huge breast) and then pulled the veil over my head. My dad then came over and said something to me in Hebrew. Then Bill (Mike's dad) gave me a hug. Then it was over, and it was time for the ceremony.
Because the bride walks down last, I didn't see anyone else walking down. I know my niece freaked out and cried the whole way down because I could hear her. But she made it down eventually. All I know is, I walked up to the door, and the first person I saw was Brian Banks beaming at me. Then I saw Jason Finklestien. Then I saw some of my other guy friends. But then I rounded the corner and standing in front of me was Mike. As soon as I saw him, I never looked away. I made it down the isle without tripping or anything and the ceremony started. It went much like I'd expected. We looked at each other a lot and joked with each other under our breaths a little. Mostly we paid attention to what the Rabbi was doing. Then Mike said the line that marries us, and then the Ketubah was read (the Jewish marriage licence.) Then My father and brother sang a beautiful song. Let me tell you, that was so special to me. It was so freaking amazing and touching that they did that for me. Then Mike broke the glass and it was all over. Although, I should say that he didn't just step on that glass like most dudes. He put one hand on the Rabbi's shoulder, and the other on my shoulder and jumped SO GOD DAMN HIGH and came down on the glass. It was great, and everyone got a huge kick out of it. Then we walked down the isle with everyone singing and dancing us down.
After that we went into a room alone for a few minutes. Then we went to go take pictures together.
Then came the dancing. We were announced and went running in under arches people were holding and onto the dance floor. We both danced our asses off and by the end of the first set of dancing we were both sweaty messes. It was so much fun. The rest of the night went pretty much like that. We danced as hard as we could, and laughed and talked and smiled and had a great time. There was separate dancing until after the meal was over, and that is when Mike and I had our first dance. We danced to "The Luckiest" by Ben Folds. It wasn't planned, but we both sang the song to each other as we danced. It was perfect.
The whole day/night was perfect. I couldn't have imagined a better day if I'd tried.
One thing I can't forget to say, is how awesome Tami is. She knew how upset Mike and I were that we couldn't get the cake we had wanted (we couldn't find a kosher bakery who could make it) so she went out and had OUR CAKE made in a mini version. She found some bakery somewhere that made it for her. She got us alone in the photography room with the photographer and surprised us with it. It almost made me cry that she would do that for us.
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