Monthly Archives: October 2010

Volumes of Love: A Bachelor Times Two

About a month after our wedding, Mr. Library had his bachelor party.  Yes, you read that correctly.  His bachelor party.  How is this possible?  Well, while we were married for everyone else (including the God we both believe in), the Catholic church didn’t recognize our marriage because our ceremony took place outside.  Apparently God doesn’t live in nature for good Catholics?  Anyway, his Groom Squad took advantage of this funny opportunity and put together the bachelor party Mr. Library didn’t have the first time around.

The debauchery began on Saturday night.  I dropped Mr. Library off at the bus station so that we wouldn’t have to worry about a car in the city, and he went on his married (ha!) way.  I then went back to Mom and Dad Library’s house to make transportation to our second ceremony the next day easier.

Once in Boston, Mr. Library met up with Groomswoman K and walked around his old stomping grounds, Harvard Square.  Other members of his party joined in, and they all decided to go to a comedy show.  Mr. Library and I had gone to one at the same location earlier in the spring, but this show was apparently 100 times better than the first.

Getting into the show, however, was not as many laughs as the show was.  Or at least it wasn’t in the beginning.  Because we are from a state with a relatively small population, our licenses are often copied in order to make fake IDs.  They become immediately scrutinized whenever we walk into something that is 21-plus.  Mr. Library fell into this trap.  The bouncer at the comedy club stared at his license for a good five minutes, looking at the license and then back at Mr. Library and then back at the license. He outright asked if it was a fake.  Mr. Library’s crew backed him up and said that he was a married man and was truly 24.  The bouncer gave up his plight and let him in.  Around twenty minutes later, before the show began, the bouncer tracked down Mr. Library again and asked to see his license again.  There was another person trying to get in with a Maine license that looked even more suspicious than Mr. L’s, so he wanted to double check.  Well, at least he took his job seriously…

Once the show started, it was phenomenal (or so I am told).  The gang than had dinner, went to a bar, and hung out here, there and everywhere until the wee hours of the morning.  They played cards on the side of the road at a bus stop while waiting for Best Man K and Reader R’s bus to pick them up.  They made a ridiculous video using the Flip camera, which definitely wouldn’t be okay to show online because I feel the need to protect the innocents out there who may be reading this.  Let’s just say that Best Man K likes to ask really uncomfortable questions in his everyday speech.

Because she is from New York, it was hard for Groomswoman K to grasp the hotel situation in Boston around college move-in season.  She wanted to be somewhere close to Boston but also close to Waltham, where our second ceremony would be the next morning.  Unfortunately, she picked Framingham.  Don’t know where that is?  Here…

The purple line is how far they had to drive around 1 AM to get to their motel.  Upon arrival, they were greeted with the fact that the motel had overbooked and “there was no room in the inn.”  Said motel has a policy that they MUST have a room open for you or they will put you up somewhere else, which is clearly written on their website print out, but the woman at the desk had never heard of that.  Yeah, right.  Long story short, K and Mr. L had to go to yet another farther away town to get a room in the same chain of motels and slept for about 2.5 hours that night.

Regardless of the sleep situation, the bachelor party, while late, was a hit.  Mr. Library was thrilled to hang out with his friends, and even though I was invited and would have loved hanging out with our friends, I am glad this was his time.

Did you have any belated wedding festivities after the fact?

Walk me through this:

Walk me through this:

Our bridal party began to come together!

We did as UPS does!

We’re cat-walking baby!

We practiced eating!

Our wedding gets Jewish!

The girls and I have a slumber party!

I fell in love with a poet.

Mr. Library runs around.

Wake up call!

Christmas in July

Hairscapades abound

Making us up as we go

The Groom Squad strikes back

Magical flowers

We get the deets.

What should I wear today?

Click click click flash

Ding ding ding goes the trolley

The Groom Squad activates

We hear the music.

The guests are coming!  The guests are coming!

Let’s have a parade!

A walk to remember

We do?  Yes!  We do!

Let’s have a hug

Documenting the love

Our friends get in on the act

We find a snack in a pretty field.

We keep it in the family.

We dance into the reception.

Ch-ch-ch-chow down!

You have a little something on your face…

Dancing in tune

Catch!

There’s so much to love about the reception.

The photo booth genius

We could have danced all night!

We can sleep when we’re older!

One last summer fling

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Volumes of Love: Just Keep Swimming, Just Keep Swimming…

On July 18, around 9 AM, I woke up a married woman.  Well, a groggy married woman.  A happy, groggy married woman.  Once we got up, Mr. Library and I decided that the first full day of marriage deserved a fantastic start.  We had requested that the hotel bring us up a couple slices of wedding cake to our room in case we didn’t get any during our reception, and man, they delivered.  They had wrapped up a slice of each flavor!  Taking advantage of their excellent service, we decided that a marriage should begin with lots of cake.  So we ate all four pieces.  All. Four.

This was all that was left of our breakfast (only because the middles were plastic.  Yeah, I made that mistake).

Once we felt like we were going to burst from cake and buttercream, we packed up our gear, including my dress, and headed down to find the rest of our guests.  We had invited people to join us for an informal brunch get together, but when it took a bit to pack the cars with the wedding leftovers, a lot of people simply peaced out.  Sad but true.

There were, however, a great number of wedding party members who stuck around.  Unfortunately, the day after our wedding was fun for some and painful for others.  You see, BIL Library thought it wise to go shot for shot (and drink for drink) with Mr. Library’s Aunt S and then by himself.  Mr. Sox, Sister Library’s boyfriend, and Best Man K also got in on this dubious life choice.  The next morning was ugly.  Very ugly.  The fruit platter the resort had left for us the night before was used as some hangover repellant (or repair) for Mr. Sox, but the rest were left to suffer on their own.  This is what became of BIL Library:

We had all planned on going to a nearby restaurant for brunch, but since Bethel is a ski town, the information online was very very wrong.  And we were let very very hungry.  So what is a hungry bridal party to do?

Go to Melby’s, of course!  For those of you who don’t live around Southern Maine, Melby’s is a little hometown restaurant in Waterford that wouldn’t ever make it to a culinary magazine for their decor but would for their amazing homemade comfort food.  I have grown up going to breakfast at Melby’s — it used to be named Tut’s General Store — and I was thrilled that I could share it with my friends.  I’m not sure the restaurant was as excited as I was, but they didn’t disappoint with their food.  Even though I was full of cake, I still made room for some delicious eggs, hash browns, and toast.  Mmmmm…  Mr. Sox had the most interesting order of the morning.  To cure his hangover, he ordered a side of bacon.  And Gatorade.  That’s it.  The waiter’s head almost exploded.

After breakfast, we said goodbye to a few people who wanted to head home and then caravan-ed to FIL and MIL Library’s house for our after-wedding pool party!  Our guests who had stuck around were treated to leftover wedding cake, wedding favors, snacks, and a cook out.  We swam, laughed, and towards the end, opened presents!

Like the amazing friends and bridesmaids that they are, Miss Sox and Bridesmaid Al took photos and wrote down everything we opened.  While I won’t bore you with all of the photos they took, I will highlight some of the most meaningful and useful presents we opened that day.

This is Mom Library next to our HUGE pile of gifts.  Our guests were far too generous.  With our tiny apartment, we didn’t even know where to put some of it.  This has now been fixed, thanks to my inherited ability to stuff things away like Dad Library.

My proudest moment probably came when we couldn’t get the box open to Miss Sox and Mr. Sox’s gift.  Needless to say, they were totally impressed by my ingenious solution.

One amazing gift that came in super handy during our honeymoon was a Flip camera from Groomswoman K.  We used this thing everywhere on our honeymoon, Miss Sox and Mr. Sox’s wedding, and during our second ceremony.  We love it!

While all of our gifts were lovely and appreciated, this one took the cake.  This was a gift from Gram Library.

This was the first quilt my grandmother ever made.  Some of the fabric on the inner squares is from a dress I had when I was a baby.  I cannot tell you how much this means to me.  She had always been planning on giving it to me for my wedding, and here it was.  It’s almost too pretty to use it, but I’m not sure that’s what she would want.  (And check it out… it features two of our major wedding colors!)

People began to leave around early evening as many of them came from out of state, and Mr. Library and I double checked our honeymoon bags.  We had left them both at MIL and FIL Library’s house because my Aunt C and Aunt P have a nasty track record for messing with newlyweds’ luggage before a honeymoon.  When my parents got married, they took their suitcases and filled the underwear with rice and sewed up the leg holes.  It was simply too risky to leave our bags in a location they could find.  And I mean that in the most loving way possible.

With goodbye hugs and kisses from FIL and MIL Library, we headed back to my parents’ house to bask in our post-wedding high and get ready for our flights the next day.  And the rest?  Well, you’ve already read about that!

Walk me through this:

Our bridal party began to come together!

We did as UPS does!

We’re cat-walking baby!

We practiced eating!

Our wedding gets Jewish!

The girls and I have a slumber party!

I fell in love with a poet.

Mr. Library runs around.

Wake up call!

Christmas in July

Hairscapades abound

Making us up as we go

The Groom Squad strikes back

Magical flowers

We get the deets.

What should I wear today?

Click click click flash

Ding ding ding goes the trolley

The Groom Squad activates

We hear the music.

The guests are coming!  The guests are coming!

Let’s have a parade!

A walk to remember

We do?  Yes!  We do!

Let’s have a hug

Documenting the love

Our friends get in on the act

We find a snack in a pretty field.

We keep it in the family.

We dance into the reception.

Ch-ch-ch-chow down!

You have a little something on your face…

Dancing in tune

Catch!

There’s so much to love about the reception.

The photo booth genius

We could have danced all night!

We can sleep when we’re older!

Volumes of Love: The Final Hours

By the time we got up to the Groom Squad’s suite, it was already about midnight.  I was exhausted, but I wanted to live up every moment before my body and mind finally shut down.  Mr. Library also needed to grab his belongings from the suite, so we decided to join in on the impromptu after-party that was taking place.  There weren’t many people, just a handful of groom squad members, bridesmaids, and their dates (the sign of an awesome wedding if everyone wants to hang out even when they aren’t being told to do it!).  People passed around some drinks, and we all settled in just to chat.

There were definitely some stories told that made me question just how much I knew about our friends (weddings bring out the crazies in people, I tell you!) and there were times that made us closer together.  As much as I wanted to just pass out, I am glad we spent that time with our friends after.

Around 12:30, Mr. Library and I called it a night and told our friends good night.  We walked back to our hotel room, grabbed my heels and a groomsman’s jacket that had been left at one of the tables, and got on the elevator to our suite.  On the way up, two gentlemen joined us.  See that Mr. Library was in a suit and I was in a dress, they asked if we had gone to the wedding.

We looked at each other, smiled, and said a sheepish, “Oh yeah!”

The guy then asked if it was any good, and we smiled even wider and gave him a simple, “Yes, very good.”

Once we reached our suite, it was bedtime.  There was brunch and a pool party to get to in the morning!

Walk me through this:

Our bridal party began to come together!

We did as UPS does!

We’re cat-walking baby!

We practiced eating!

Our wedding gets Jewish!

The girls and I have a slumber party!

I fell in love with a poet.

Mr. Library runs around.

Wake up call!

Christmas in July

Hairscapades abound

Making us up as we go

The Groom Squad strikes back

Magical flowers

We get the deets.

What should I wear today?

Click click click flash

Ding ding ding goes the trolley

The Groom Squad activates

We hear the music.

The guests are coming!  The guests are coming!

Let’s have a parade!

A walk to remember

We do?  Yes!  We do!

Let’s have a hug

Documenting the love

Our friends get in on the act

We find a snack in a pretty field.

We keep it in the family.

We dance into the reception.

Ch-ch-ch-chow down!

You have a little something on your face…

Dancing in tune

Catch!

There’s so much to love about the reception.

The photo booth genius

We could have danced all night!

 

 

Volumes of Love: I Want to Dance with Somebody

I know my friends and my immediate family.  We love to dance.  If there is music and space, we will create a dance party… including in the supermarket.  So when it was finally time to dance, we let loose!

My youngest cousin C was mesmerized by my dress, so we had a twirling contest.  She loved it!

Our guests, young and old, really came alive and danced for a good portion of the evening.  We had asked the DJ to play generation neutral songs so that everyone could enjoy them, and I think he did a pretty good job with that.  There were, of course, times where I wished that he would just play another slow song so I could dance with Mr. Library, FIL Library, or BIL Library, but that didn’t happen.  C’est la vie.

There was a lot of singing, shouting, and ridiculous dance moves going on, and I am so glad that our photographer captured our friends having a good time.  People slowly began to call it a night (call it a downfall to having older crowds attend a wedding), so Mr. Library and I got pulled from the dance floor every couple of songs to say goodbye and thank you to people.  Most of the time it wasn’t an issue, but when Mr. Library’s grandmother took nearly 15 minutes with her silent goodbye and she didn’t even say anything to me, I was a little angry.  I had other guests and a party to be at.  And I was nearly missing this:

Yep, that’s my grandmother leading the conga line!  She danced so much during our wedding, she could barely move the next couple of days.  She didn’t regret it one bit, though.  Neither did anyone else who joined in for the amazing, room-wrapping line…

Mr. Library and I finally made our way into the conga line just in time to get some pictures and partake in the fun.  Once the line broke up, my grandmother went to sit down, and Cousin J decided it was a good judgement call to go… well… you be the judge of what is going on here…

(If you guessed lap dance, you would be 100% correct.)

People continued to have a wonderful time, which was what was most important to us.  My grandmother stole Sister Library’s boyfriend and told her to “eat her heart out” as she dragged him to the floor…

we danced and sang along to “Shout”…

our props from the photo booth made their way onto the dance floor…

and the guys simply busted a move.

It makes me so happy to be able to look back on our photos and see how much fun everyone was having.  When it’s your wedding day, everything seems to blur.  You think you’re taking it in, or at least trying to, but everything just flies.  If you are on the fence about budget, trust me.  Photography is worth its weight in gold.

As the evening began to wind down, our wedding coordinator approached Dad Library and told him that while they had originally said we could break everything down in the morning, we actually needed to get everything out tonight.  They had a dance competition going on first thing in the morning, so the staff was putting everything together as soon as our guests were gone.  Bummer.  Ever the loving father, Dad Library kept this from me and Mr. Library, rallied Mom Library and my aunts, and broke everything down for us.  They didn’t want us to leave the party, so they did the work instead.  Seriously, how lucky can a couple get to have these people as family?

The night ended with some circle dances with Mr. Library and I in the middle to the tune of “Final Countdown” by Europe, and while it made me a little sad to see so few people left, those who made it to the end made it worth it.  Clearly, we were surrounded by love and happiness in every sense of the word.

Our party ended around 11:15, which may seem early to some, but we were spent.  Getting married takes a lot of energy!  We said goodbye and thank you to our families as they crept off to their own rooms, and we scooted upstairs to change my stuff from the bridal suite into our honeymoon suite.  After a quick change into my rehearsal dinner dress, we headed over to…

the groom squad’s (small) after party.

Walk me through this:

Our bridal party began to come together!

We did as UPS does!

We’re cat-walking baby!

We practiced eating!

Our wedding gets Jewish!

The girls and I have a slumber party!

I fell in love with a poet.

Mr. Library runs around.

Wake up call!

Christmas in July

Hairscapades abound

Making us up as we go

The Groom Squad strikes back

Magical flowers

We get the deets.

What should I wear today?

Click click click flash

Ding ding ding goes the trolley

The Groom Squad activates

We hear the music.

The guests are coming!  The guests are coming!

Let’s have a parade!

A walk to remember

We do?  Yes!  We do!

Let’s have a hug

Documenting the love

Our friends get in on the act

We find a snack in a pretty field.

We keep it in the family.

We dance into the reception.

Ch-ch-ch-chow down!

You have a little something on your face…

Dancing in tune

Catch!

There’s so much to love about the reception.

The photo booth genius

Volumes of Love: Cheesing It Up

While the dance party started in the other room, our photo booth started to become a central location to have some laughs.  They followed the directions on the sign and had at it.  But don’t let me do the talking.  The photos can speak for themselves…

Mr. Sox certainly knew his way around the photo booth!

A loved the props.  She wore the purple sunglasses for the rest of the night.

And my absolute favorite…
This makes me laugh every time!

For the amount of money we spent on this (probably around $30), we got tons of laughs and amazing photos.  People didn’t get to print theirs out, but there are other times they can get them!  If you are considering doing a DIY photo booth, do it.  You save money and it is SO FUN!

And finally, WE DANCE!

Walk me through this:

Our bridal party began to come together!

We did as UPS does!

We’re cat-walking baby!

We practiced eating!

Our wedding gets Jewish!

The girls and I have a slumber party!

I fell in love with a poet.

Mr. Library runs around.

Wake up call!

Christmas in July

Hairscapades abound

Making us up as we go

The Groom Squad strikes back

Magical flowers

We get the deets.

What should I wear today?

Click click click flash

Ding ding ding goes the trolley

The Groom Squad activates

We hear the music.

The guests are coming!  The guests are coming!

Let’s have a parade!

A walk to remember

We do?  Yes!  We do!

Let’s have a hug

Documenting the love

Our friends get in on the act

We find a snack in a pretty field.

We keep it in the family.

We dance into the reception.

Ch-ch-ch-chow down!

You have a little something on your face…

Dancing in tune

Catch!

There’s so much to love about the reception.

 

Volumes of Love: Receiving the Details

While we’re on the topic of sentimentality, let’s back up a little and focus in on some of the details I poured my heart, hands, and soul into for the reception.  There were quite a few, and I really feel like our guests noticed and appreciated them.

I do have a confession to make, though.  I am totally disappointed in how under photographed our reception decor was by our photographer.  I spent years on these projects – YEARS! – and I do not feel like they got their fifteen minutes of fame in the eye of the camera.  That being whined, here we go…

As guests entered the ballroom, they were greeted by our escort card table filled with birds.  We also trimmed the table with a string of photos from both of our lives.

All of the tables were named after covered bridges in the states where Mr. Library and I have lived:  Maine, Massachusetts, and Rhode Island.  Poor Rhode Island only had one!

On the other side of the entrance was our smorgasbord of signs and “activities.”  First, we featured our guestbook options:

Our traditional guestbook took awhile for me to put together.  I put all of the photo corners in by hand because Mom Library insisted that not everyone will want to stick their thumbprints on canvas.  To my frustration, my mother was incorrect.  Only three people signed our guestbook, which was designed for 100.  Three.  THREE!  Oh well.  Now it will make a nice photo album for the photo booth pictures.

Our thumbprint tree was a hit!  People loved it, including the resort staff, and nearly everyone signed it.  I chose to use three different green ink pads to give people choice, and I am so glad they used all of them.  It now hangs on our living room wall to remind us of everyone who took part in our lovefest.

Farther down the table was our White Knot project.  I had received some flack from some family members right before the wedding about this as they believed “a wedding isn’t a place to make a statement,” but I ignored them.  This wedding was about Mr. Library, me, our family and friends, and many in attendance are not allowed to marry their partners.  If there was ever a time to make a statement, it is now!  I was touched and thrilled with how many people came up to me and told me how much it meant to them.  People were wearing white ribbons everywhere!  

You’ll also notice our photo family tree in the picture above.  In retrospect, I wish I hadn’t thrown my hands up as quickly as I did on it the night before, but people seemed to look past my inability to make the frames straight and were excited to see the collection of family photos we had put together.

Each photo was labeled with who the people were, their marriage date if known, and how they were related to me or Mr. Library.

Once guests found their tables, they were greeted with our centerpieces and table markers.  As mentioned before, I had named the tables according to covered bridges found in the three states we had lived in (though not together).  The centerpieces themselves finally came together and looked wonderful lit up!

The table markers featured my own photography on the front and some information about the bridge on the back.  The head table was named after the bridge Mr. Library and I had just gotten married on, my parents sat at “Pop’s Bridge”, etc.  We tried to pick appropriate and cute names for each family who attended.

Guests also had a menu made out of green card stock and the handmade napkin poofs I spent hours making on New Year’s Day.  I loved the color it brought to the tables, and I think our guests loved that they were like extra favors.

See how many people turned them into fashion accessories?!  LOVE IT!

Speaking of favors, we had delicious favors that never seemed to have photographed.  By anyone.  Probably because they were gone so quickly!  You can sort of see them in the table photo above if you really look for them.  Mom Library’s cousin K has made all of the favors for our extended family members’ weddings since my cousin K got married in 2001.  She specializes in molded chocolates, so Mr. Library and I had her make chocolate covered pretzel rods for our favors.  We love them, and our guests seemed to enjoy them as well.  Mmmm nothing like a sweet and salty snack to remind you of a fabulous day!

Outside of the ballroom was our photo booth setup.  It worked out pretty well for as low-maintenance as it was.  Dad Library and our wedding coordinator put the finishing touches on it in the morning, and once people realized it was open, they took full advantage of it and the props.

Obviously, my family members are very shy, introverted people.

Next up:  people break in the photo booth and the dance floor starts rocking!

Walk me through this:

Our bridal party began to come together!

We did as UPS does!

We’re cat-walking baby!

We practiced eating!

Our wedding gets Jewish!

The girls and I have a slumber party!

I fell in love with a poet.

Mr. Library runs around.

Wake up call!

Christmas in July

Hairscapades abound

Making us up as we go

The Groom Squad strikes back

Magical flowers

We get the deets.

What should I wear today?

Click click click flash

Ding ding ding goes the trolley

The Groom Squad activates

We hear the music.

The guests are coming!  The guests are coming!

Let’s have a parade!

A walk to remember

We do?  Yes!  We do!

Let’s have a hug

Documenting the love

Our friends get in on the act

We find a snack in a pretty field.

We keep it in the family.

We dance into the reception.

Ch-ch-ch-chow down!

You have a little something on your face…

Dancing in tune

Catch!

Volumes of Love: CATCH!

Traditions in weddings are often disputed.  Sure, some traditions can seem out of date or a little cheesy, but I didn’t really care.  I wanted to keep most of them because they were fun and made for some excellent pictures.

Case in point?  The bouquet and garter tosses.  Some people want to ditch them because they think people are uncomfortable with the tradition, but I love them.  Our wedding featured them, and the hilarity that ensued did not disappoint.

First, the DJ called Mr. Library to the floor to remove my garter.  The problem was, I only caught on to this fact about two minutes before when I realized that I didn’t actually have my tossing garter on.  I had my own garter on, but the one meant for tossing was in the day-of bag.  Oops.  I got Miss Sox and Bridesmaid Al’s attention, and they helped me through it on just in time.

I kindly tried to sneak Mr. Library some hand gestures to show him discretely which leg it was on, but we failed in the secretive communication department.

It was then my turn to toss my bouquet.  I have always loved the photos that come out of an event like this, so I made sure I gave a good toss.

The funny thing about that is… well… the toss wasn’t exactly “good.”  Sure, it got where it was going, but I released a little too high up in the arc, the bouquet hit the ballroom ceiling (according to Mom Library), and promptly fell to the floor with a thud.  My friends then looked at each other going, “Do you want it?  No?  Well I don’t want to pick it up… Come on, just take it… Anyone?  Crickets?”  Even though Miss Sox was clearly the next to get married, Friend A sucked it up and picked up the bouquet.  Way to take one for the team, A!

Mr. Library then had his turn at tossing.  As you will notice, the guys didn’t back away quite as fast.  They waited until the last possible second and left Mr. Sox in the lurch!

Their faces all seem to suggest the same message:  “Hahaha sucker!”

Being a good sport, Mr. Sox made the best of an awkward situation with Friend A (don’t you wish you picked it up now, Mrs. Sox?).  A pointed to the spot on her leg where it would be acceptable to place the garter, and once there, Mr. Sox made a run for it.

With all of our formalities done, it was time to party the night away!

Walk me through this:

Our bridal party began to come together!

We did as UPS does!

We’re cat-walking baby!

We practiced eating!

Our wedding gets Jewish!

The girls and I have a slumber party!

I fell in love with a poet.

Mr. Library runs around.

Wake up call!

Christmas in July

Hairscapades abound

Making us up as we go

The Groom Squad strikes back

Magical flowers

We get the deets.

What should I wear today?

Click click click flash

Ding ding ding goes the trolley

The Groom Squad activates

We hear the music.

The guests are coming!  The guests are coming!

Let’s have a parade!

A walk to remember

We do?  Yes!  We do!

Let’s have a hug

Documenting the love

Our friends get in on the act

We find a snack in a pretty field.

We keep it in the family.

We dance into the reception.

Ch-ch-ch-chow down!

You have a little something on your face…

Dancing in tune