I've shared before how we met, and other things about our relationship, but I don't know that I've ever shared about our wedding day. If I have, it was so long ago that I don't remember, so here ya go:
John had to move out of his apartment the week before our wedding, so the plan was that he would stay with his parents for that last week before we got married. His dad got the flu, so that was the end of that plan. He went ahead and moved in with me. We couldn't take the risk that he would be sick on our wedding and honeymoon! However, he spent the night at a hotel the night before the wedding, so we wouldn't see each other the day of the wedding. My maid-of-honor, Tanya, spent the night with me, and I guarantee we slept better than poor John in the hotel room.
It was February 23, 2008. John had made coffee for Tanya and I so it was all ready the next morning, and I woke up nervous but excited. Not nervous about getting married, but nervous about everything being just right, and nothing going wrong. I took a shower and left my hair wet, and Tanya and I headed to the salon to get my hair and makeup done for the wedding. When we got there, the girl who was supposed to do my hair (my regular stylist was out of town) wasn't there, but another girl was. She said, "Hey Ali! Don't worry. Everything will be fine." I was like, um, what? Ok? She said the girl who planned to do my hair was sick, so she was doing it instead. I just laughed, funny that she thought that would throw me off. It was perfectly fine with me! She did my hair and makeup and I loved it!! (A little side note: I never went to prom. I always wanted to but never had a date and people just didn't go by themselves. So since I never went to prom, I never had the chance to get my hair done wearing a button up shirt so I could change later without messing it up. It may sound silly, but I'd always wanted to do that. I finally got my chance!)
Tanya and I headed to the church next, but while we were getting my hair and makeup done, unbeknownst to me, John had gone by the house and left me a sweet card about how happy he was to be marrying me! He had taken our rental Mercedes and washed it, even though it was about 35 degrees outside, and made everything perfect. I didn't get my card until we got back from our honeymoon because we went straight to the church, ha!
It was supposed to be mid-fifties that day, but turned out to be mid-thirties, so we were pretty cold when we took our outside photos, but neither of us cared! This was my mom's favorite:
We got to the church and kind of just waited for everyone else to arrive. My sweet ladies were already decorating, our sweet friends were in the kitchen cooking and it was finally happening - I was GETTING MARRIED! I wasn't sure I ever would, so it was such a fabulous day for me. The cake arrived a little later than I planned and so did my (amazeballs) photographer, but none of that mattered. The wedding went off without a hitch, no problems at all, no mishaps, no issues. It was beautiful and I think my guests would agree...I had the best wedding food ever.
After the reception, we left in our rented Mercedes, stopped at my mom's house to change clothes, so she could return John's tux while we were gone, and headed to our hotel, the Tutwiler in Birmingham. We had the honeymoon suite package for the night and it was a gorgeous room! They had champagne and strawberries for us, and a key engraved with our name and wedding date. We went out for dinner because we didn't get to eat much at the wedding and we were starving! When we checked out the next morning, we had a surprise - my dad had called and paid for our room! We drove to Savannah, Georgia to start our real honeymoon and we've been laughing and loving ever since.
Happy 7 years John! I love you even more now than I did then!