Monday, August 09, 2004
becoming annuated
Today is our first anniversary. It doesn't seem possible that Bret and I have been married a year already! Juli is gifting us with dinner at the Claim Jumper tonight. Tracy arrives tomorrow for a visit, so tonight will be our last evening a deaux for the next week.
Our friends Valerie and Tom (and their three-year-old, Scott) came to visit us last weekend. Val created an amazing wood sculpture of a guitarist for us, and we were all pleased with how awesome it looks on our entry shelf, just below the framed Deep Purple albums. They also brought along the video of our wedding, which Val had filmed and we had yet to see.
Although Bret and I each HATED the way we look in the video (I look like an overstuffed sofa, Bret has long-but-thinning hair), it was still fun to watch. I had forgotten so many of the funny moments. My veil must have fallen off 15 times that day (Val and I joked that I should have thrown the veil instead of the bouquet!). The part where I was to put the ring on Bret's hand, only he held out his right hand and the ring wouldn't fit — and I didn't notice why, was hilarious. I said in a bewildered tone, "But it fit just fine before!" Then we all realized it's the wrong hand, and I was mortified — but our guests sure laughed!
Val successfully captured our strategy session on how to best cut the cake, as well as my reaction when Bret fed me some — my first taste of chocolate in 14 months. I nearly swooned. Juli asked if it was as good as I remembered, and I replied, "You know, it kinda tastes like Miracle Whip..." (I had used Sheryl's mom's delicious Miracle Whip Chocolate Cake recipe.) As I nibbled my way through my piece of wedding cake, some crumbs fell into my cleavage, prompting me to refer to my bosom as "my crumb-catcher."
My bosom drew attention again later, during the gift-opening, when I opened a card containing cash. I commented that, "It's just my size — and my color!" and promptly stashed it in my cleavage, garnering more laughs.
In between events, Val filmed many of our guests wishing us happiness. She must have gotten a bit annoyed with so many people just saying, "Congratulations, Suzi and Bret!" because after Brenda made a lovely, longer wish for us, Val commented to the mic, "She gets an A+ for her statement!"
I hadn't seen the flower toss, because I had my back to everyone. Viewing the video, I got a thrill watching my daughter deftly snatch the rose I'd tossed as it arced through the air. Unfortunately, Bret's toss of my anklet was not caught on film — but that I did see. I wonder what Zack did with the anklet?
Even the final moments of the video were not without humor. As Sheryl prepared to sign our marriage certificate, she commented that the wording referred to her as "the person who solemnized the vows," but her tongue got tangled on the word. I said, "Solemize? I thought that was illegal in 48 states."
I'm happy to say there is as much laughter in our marriage as there is in our marriage video. More, actually. Much more.
Our friends Valerie and Tom (and their three-year-old, Scott) came to visit us last weekend. Val created an amazing wood sculpture of a guitarist for us, and we were all pleased with how awesome it looks on our entry shelf, just below the framed Deep Purple albums. They also brought along the video of our wedding, which Val had filmed and we had yet to see.
Although Bret and I each HATED the way we look in the video (I look like an overstuffed sofa, Bret has long-but-thinning hair), it was still fun to watch. I had forgotten so many of the funny moments. My veil must have fallen off 15 times that day (Val and I joked that I should have thrown the veil instead of the bouquet!). The part where I was to put the ring on Bret's hand, only he held out his right hand and the ring wouldn't fit — and I didn't notice why, was hilarious. I said in a bewildered tone, "But it fit just fine before!" Then we all realized it's the wrong hand, and I was mortified — but our guests sure laughed!
Val successfully captured our strategy session on how to best cut the cake, as well as my reaction when Bret fed me some — my first taste of chocolate in 14 months. I nearly swooned. Juli asked if it was as good as I remembered, and I replied, "You know, it kinda tastes like Miracle Whip..." (I had used Sheryl's mom's delicious Miracle Whip Chocolate Cake recipe.) As I nibbled my way through my piece of wedding cake, some crumbs fell into my cleavage, prompting me to refer to my bosom as "my crumb-catcher."
My bosom drew attention again later, during the gift-opening, when I opened a card containing cash. I commented that, "It's just my size — and my color!" and promptly stashed it in my cleavage, garnering more laughs.
In between events, Val filmed many of our guests wishing us happiness. She must have gotten a bit annoyed with so many people just saying, "Congratulations, Suzi and Bret!" because after Brenda made a lovely, longer wish for us, Val commented to the mic, "She gets an A+ for her statement!"
I hadn't seen the flower toss, because I had my back to everyone. Viewing the video, I got a thrill watching my daughter deftly snatch the rose I'd tossed as it arced through the air. Unfortunately, Bret's toss of my anklet was not caught on film — but that I did see. I wonder what Zack did with the anklet?
Even the final moments of the video were not without humor. As Sheryl prepared to sign our marriage certificate, she commented that the wording referred to her as "the person who solemnized the vows," but her tongue got tangled on the word. I said, "Solemize? I thought that was illegal in 48 states."
I'm happy to say there is as much laughter in our marriage as there is in our marriage video. More, actually. Much more.
