Tuesday, October 16, 2007

eight years

J and I were married on October 16, 1999.

It's funny how you plan and plan and plan for a wedding, then the day itself is such a blur. What I do remember:

  • The weather cooperating beautifully.
  • My sister painting her toenails while wearing both her bridesmaid dress and her shoes, and my mother looking horrified.
  • My brother, so excited to be wearing a tux. (He was 9 at the time.) He kept pretending he was James Bond.
  • The only person I saw getting misty-eyed: my dad.
  • Big Brother toddling into the reception with his grandparents, looking terrified of all the people.
  • How pretty I thought my flowers were.
  • J, being perfect.

Happy anniversary, hon.