The Ride of Our Lives: Hello Mellow Morning
{When we left off, Hunter and I had parted ways after the rehearsal dinner, and he found himself startled by the timing of it all…}
The night before our wedding, I slept in bed with my momma, at the rental house that all eleven of my immediate family members had rented for the week. It was so cozy and stirringly appropriate to be transported via sense memory, back to childhood, surrounded by my family. Growing up, when my dad was out of town, I loved sleepovers in mom’s room – and here I was again. Right before I fell asleep, Hunter texted me: The Wedding Countdown Clock my mom gave me at my shower was going off! I floated off to sleep amidst giggling giddily with my mommy about what excitement the next day would bring.
I woke the next morning to breakfast in bed, courtesy of my (freaking awesome) sisters, and I felt magnificently rested and calm, even though there was much to do (and am usually the opposite of a morning person). Dawn, Kim and (future SIL) Judith were so thoughtful about making sure I had a proper balanced meal (especially given my recent lack of appetite), and it definitely felt like royal bridal treatment. I didn’t manage to eat very much, but I nibbled casually in bed as I got down to business.
‘Memba when I said we procrastinate? Well, we were so far behind on our task list, that I still had to design the layout of our the programs so they could be printed and folded, write my letter to Hunter for the box ceremony during the wedding ceremony, and spend some time reviewing my vows. And then some. But, it was almost meditative to go through it all, and even with the last-minuteness of everything, I felt so blissed out it was incredible. Nothing could harsh that mellow. Well, almost….
NEW RULE, BRIDES: Give up your phone to your mother or maid of honor the night before the wedding. I don’t care how much of a control freak you are, this will save. your. sanity. The one less-than-perfect part of my morning was the incessant text messaging from people looking for information. Your 2nd shooter not knowing where to be or when is not what a bride needs to deal with the morning of her wedding. Ninja please, that is not ok! Thank goodness my sister Dawn intervened before the crabbiness set in. That was a close call, yo.
I managed to keep riding my wedding high as I finished those tasks and made my way downstairs to officially greet the day, and take care of some more very important business…. a special treatment from my swami sister Kim!
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