We took Bailey to Destin, Florida for a Spring Break vacation. Truth be told, I sort of thought that a proposal might be coming my way. Translation: "We've been dating for years and I'm not getting any younger, buddy!"
Then on Wednesday morning, it happened. Over room service breakfast and Nick Jr. cartoons, Brian proposed. Bailey was so proud when she presented the ring to me. We were overjoyed!
Then Brian told us that he had an entire ceremony planned on the beach at sunset - minister, photographer, dresses for me and Bailey, hair and makeup appointments in the hotel spa, dinner reservations - the whole nine.
Wow. Didn't see that one coming.
I hate to toot Brian's horn here, but BEEP FREAKING BEEEEEP!
Then he said, "You know... if you want to."
IF I WANT TO? That's like Cinderella saying, "Well, that dress is pretty and I think it's cool that you turned a pumpkin into a carriage and all, but I'll just stay in tonight and scrub floors instead. Thanks anyway."
OF COURSE I WANTED TO. I was able to enjoy my wedding day without any stress. Flowers? They'll be there. Music? Whatever they play. Dress? Pressed and ready to go, ma'am. Sounds pretty perfect to me.
My wedding is my favorite fairytale. Disney is thinking about picking it up.
Feeling nauseous yet? On a scale of 1 to Needing a Zofran Prescription, what are you? An 11? I KNOW, I KNOW. It happened to me and it still makes me feel queezy sometimes, but no worries. Barf bags will be handed out at the end of this post.
So in just a few hours, we had the most beautiful ceremony on the beach. Outside of the state of Nevada, I don't think that there's ever been a shorter engagement. If there was an award for that, Brian and I would proudly be clearing a spot on a mantel now.
We stood there, barefoot in the sand, and spoke vows straight from the heart. Bailey said that some teenagers stopped to watch us, but I never saw them. It felt like the whole world disappeared, and for just a moment, the entire ocean belonged to us.
Need that barf bag yet? Yeah. I thought so.
We learned something about romantic elopements, though: Some people were actually pretty upset that they missed our wedding.
Hey, Mom! Yeah, we're having a great time at the beach.
I called to tell you something. I'm engaged!
Yes! Thanks! We're very excited!
And... well, there's more. Brian has a little ceremony planned on the beach today. You know - we'll just get dressed up and take some pictures and stuff.
No, Mom. It's not... well, yeah, actually I guess it is a - you know - wedding.
Awww! Mom, don't cry. We'll have another ceremony when we get back.
At 6 o'clock today. No, I don't think you can drive it in that amount of time.
Well, probably not. I doubt you could get a flight here in time, either.
Awww.... Mom, please don't cry.
Were you able to fill in the blanks on what my Mom was saying during that conversation?
So, Mom. About that.... Uh, sorry?
But getting married was so much fun, we figured - why not do it again? So we had a "re-wedding" when we got back at my parent's church.
Complete with a reception at our house. It was electric... boogie, woogie, woogie!
I love you, Brian. Thank you for giving me the perfect wedding day, the perfect love and the perfect life. I would marry you a thousand times.
Oh, and here's that barf bag I promised you...
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