Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Seven Things, Somewhat Random

Charming Ouiz at Chez Quiz snuck up when I wasn't looking and tagged me for a Seven Random Things Meme! I did one not too long ago, but these are really fun, so I don't mind at all being tagged to do it again!

Except, I'm disobeying the rules a little bit...

Here are the rules:

1. When tagged place the name and URL on your blog.
2. Post rules on your blog.
3. Write 7 non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself.
4. Name 7 of your favorite blogs.
5. Send an email/comment on their blog letting them know they have been tagged.

Here are my seven random things. They're not exactly random, and they're more along the lines of nonimportant quirky little things that happened during a somewhat important time in my life:

1) My husband and I will be one year into our "Next Twenty" years of marital bliss this Friday, the 2nd of May, but we're so booked with unexpected and prior engagements, that we likely won't see each other until next week. But, at this time of our life, we're ok with that. We're holding out for the big kids to be back from school, so they can babysit and give us a good long weekend away sometime the first of June. Good things come to those who wait.

2) Ours was the first wedding after quite a long time in our small chapel twenty-one years ago. We had no wedding planner, no caterer, and no money. We were not practiced in the art of weddings at that time. Nobody remembered, for instance, that my veil was supposed to be flipped over my face before the wedding march. So, I marched out there, brazenly bare-faced. It was a sign of things to come.

3) My Mom picked my dress, my bridesmaids' dresses, the flowers, everything. It's a good thing she didn't mind, because I so did not care about any of it. All I wanted was that handsome, pale young man at the front of the church. Didn't care how it all came about. Just wanted him.

4) We were supposed to borrow a good friend's jeep to drive the few blocks from the chapel to my parents' house for the reception. It just tickled us to think of my veil flying behind us in the open air jeep. Unfortunately, that was not a memory we were destined to have. It rained. Buckets. (Which is good luck, isn't it? At least that's what everyone was saying at the time...)

5) Since it rained, the "overflow" of guests into the yard and patio at my parents' house, had nowhere to flow over. Every person we ever knew was packed into my parents' house. Elderly parishoners mingled with frat brothers, my little brothers and sisters played under the table with bridesmaids. Our parish priest rubbed elbows with our newspaper friends. It was insanely crowded and muggy. And the DJ didn't show up. But I have never been to a more purely fun reception in my life.

6) Our wedding day coincided with the 113th running of the Kentucky Derby and I desperately wanted to see the race, thinking that the winner would hold some kind of deep significance, it being our wedding day and all. But, I managed to miss it because I had a wide hoop skirt, under my victorian-style wedding dress, and due to the raucous pressing crowds, I was trapped on the stairs for most of the afternoon. It didn't occur to me until later that all I had to do was take off the silly hoop and loop up the back of the skirt. Duh! (Though I heard the roar of the crowd downstairs near the tv at the end of the race, I don't know, to this day, what horse won. I should google that!)

7) When it came time to cut the cake (which was the center of much amusement throughout the reception because the bride-and-groom topper insisted on leaning drunkenly to one side regardless of how many helpful guests shoved them up straight...) Anyway.... You know that part where you take the cake and offer the first bite, each to one another? You know how it is the custom in some uncouth circles to smash that first bite into the face of the newly assigned "better half"?

Well, I didn't. And he did.

But, my wonderful father-in-law (to whom I shall remain forever indebted) protested that he didn't get a good picture of my first attempt, and gave me another opportunity. (Isn't he truly wonderful?) So I got my groom the second time around.

And then I got him again last year on our twentieth anniversary... So much for couth.

Anyone serving any cake this year??
Now my seven favorite bloggers! How 'bout Cathy, Bia, Wendy, Kaila, Joann, Nicole, Matilda, and Laura.


Ellen said...

Well, Lisa, if it makes any difference, the winner was Alysheba, ridden by Chris McCarron. It was his (Chris's) first Derby victory(but not his last). Alysheba also won the Preakness that year but not the Belmont Stakes - so no Triple Crown winner. It was also the first victory for the breeder AND the trainer. Willie Shoemaker came in 6th in that race. Not that it's anything important but his was the only name I recognized! LOL So, does any of that information seem to have had some significance in your life? hehehe Happy Anniversary!!

Marie said...

Ellen beat me to it. Wonder what Alysheba means?

Bia said...

This was so fun to read . . . and you two look so happy in your anniversary photo!

I'll do this meme with the wedding day angle . . . misplaced rings, forgotten purse, crickets in the car . . . I've got it all!

God bless!

Nicole said...

Okay I dont have any wedding/anniverasry stories (obviously!) but hopefully someday!
I'll see if I can come up with something.

Therese said...

Oh Lisa,

Your wedding day sounds like a very wonderful memory. I don't think I can remember that many details from our wedding.