Showing posts with label honeymoon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label honeymoon. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

an anniversary

3,285 days ago, I married this man.  It is the best decision I have ever made. 
Paris.
Tuileries Garden, Paris.
Versailles.
 St. Charles Bridge, Prague.
 St. Vitas Cathedral, Prague.

These are all honeymoon shots. Don't we look so young? Ah, to be 30 again.

Friday, April 29, 2011

who needs 2000 wedding guests and millions of adoring fans?

There's a lot of royal wedding talk lately.  I'll admit, I've been sucked in. Mark is less than interested.
But another wedding took place this week, 7 years ago. A much more important one, and one that Mark IS interested in.  Yep, we celebrated {I use that term loosely} our anniversary this week. Sick kids and all, with our own stomachs teetering on the queasy side, due to odiferous offenses o' plenty.
But enough about our children's vomit...

A few tidbits about the top photo:
- Our wedding photos were taken on Monday and we got married the next Saturday, So I got my hair and makeup done twice.  And Mark saw the dress before we actually got married. I'm not big on that tradition.
- My friend, Nancy (who is also my sister's sister-in-law) made my jewelry. We traded for some quilting and I'm afraid I got the better deal. I owe you Nancy.
- I did not wear earrings and I don't remember why.  
- I had never worn acrylic nails until that week.  And never since.
- Mark's tuxedo vest was a size XXL.  It was way too big, but actually looks pretty good in this photo.

About the bottom photo:
- This was the first full day of our honeymoon in Paris.
- We stayed at the only hotel (at least at the time) on the Champs-Elysees.  It was perfectly located and really beautiful, especially the view at night.
- My [junior high / high school / college] French was helpful, especially when ordering food and when we needed to translate a sign.  But it was almost no use in a conversation.  
- We ate crepes everyday for breakfast and lunch and I could've eaten more, but I did not want to out-eat Mark. Looking back though, he ordered his with ham and cheese.  I ordered sugar everytime. No wonder I was still hungry.