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The Wedding

Questions And Second Guessing Your Decisions On Every Detail

Weeks leading up the wedding your always wondering questions, did I count the final number rights, does the timeline fit with everything else. What about that seating chart? Does everything look right? Can everyone get into the reception long before guests arrive? … These are a just a few questions racking my head as the weeks, than days leading up until my wedding. Over all everything was taken care of and I finally stopped stressing out so much.

The Night Before

The night before the wedding we had to decorate the hall for the reception. We didn’t go over the top but it was beautiful, everyone was there to help, my mom dad and step mom, my maid of honor and bridesmaid. Arthur’s main family and a few close friends. There was also the caterer to set up tables.

They say bad weather before your wedding is a good omen, I know that to be true now as of the night before while we were decorating we had a gorgeous thunder and lightning show.

Now The Wedding Day

Let me begin with, everything went without a hitch minus me almost tripping behind the altar to sign the register but apparently no one knew. Things over all could have gone worse.

The day started bright and early to meet with my maid of honor and bridesbride and soon to be future mother in law and mom to go and get pretty. 9am, my photographer was already there, soon after my flower girl came with her mom and Aunt. It was in full swing, pictures being taken, hair and make up, and even 7 year olds putting my wedding shoes on for the fun of it.

We decided to get ready at my mother in laws house because it is bigger and they don’t have animals so it was best not to walk down the aisle with my dogs black fur all over me. We ate, chatted, people started to come to get ready. I know my dress was taken for a grand tour getting pictures done outside. It was fun.

Everyone was beginning to get ready, my dad and step mom showed up because A. It’s customary for your father to drive you to the church and B. I wanted a picture of me (very confusingly at first) trying to put out his boutineer lol. I’m sure we got some great photos but I’ve never done one before so it was pretty foreign to me.

When I finally got ready after having someone help me into my dress, yeah you always need help but it’s a lot harder than it seems. I put my jewelry on, and I was amazed. I looked exactly how I wanted to. I felt beautiful. The photographer at this point had made my dad go out on the deck so he could be surprised (that’s when the boutineer happened) but us girls had our photos taken in different spots.

Dad, my maid of honor, bridesmaid and I in dad’s truck, we were off to the church. I’m known for never being on time, so I was pretty proud that I had minutes to spare before the wedding. Everyone knew how to enter as we had just a rehearsal 2 days before the wedding. Everything went great. My dad and mom walked me down the aisle, it was more than I could have asked for.

The ceremony was beautiful and I had a niece and close family friend read as well. It was a Catholic wedding without mass, so pretty straight forward. If you’re not sure, it’s basically readings and psalms. If we had a mass it would have been much much longer.

After the ceremony, we had pictures taken, and then the reception! We had a grand entrance, hey, it’s our wedding day so might as well do everything fun and great! The reception was great, food, some games, dancing and all around a good time with friends and family. A teacher of mine even stopped over during the reception to see me, it meant a lot to me that she did that. We got a few pictures taken together as well.

All in all, the day was great, it was a perfect day weather and wedding wise. The only thing I found is that it went by way too quickly for me. Although we will have pictures of that day to look at and the memories.

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Life In 2017 So Far With a Bit Of 2016 Thrown In

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I should be writing more into my blog, as there is so much I want type but I never do, I have the app on my phone as well as my tablet. I have a computer, so why is it I never write? I’ve come to the conclusion that I don’t write is because I’m so worried about what other people will think of me. I think maybe it’s because my thoughts and rants will make people think less of me somehow. This isn’t how I wanted to start my first blog of the year, so let us get on with my true purpose for this blog.

We’re only 13 days into the new year, and so far it’s been pretty good. Back track a bit into 2016, my dog Trapper turned 1 in October, he was spoiled during his birthday.PC240222.JPG

Christmas was also a really good time, it’s the last Christmas as a “single” person with my dad and family. My dad made it really special, it wasn’t like other past Christmas’ before, so I really reveled in it. My uncle Bob was over, my brother Scott his fiancé Reeva and my niece Sarah came over for the day and had dinner. I don’t normally don’t get to see them so I was extremely happy to have them there. I took a few pictures of Christmas, here are a few.

Those are some of the photo’s I took on Christmas day. Funny enough my brother, uncle and dad all bought each other the same jacket. Apparently everyone had the same idea.

Shortly before Christmas Arthur and I had our engagement photos done by Pristine Photography. Here is a couple of them. She’s an amazing person and amazing to work with as well.

My fiancée was home until the 7th of January which was nice to have him home for 3 weeks, he is now back in Alberta working, sadly I won’t see him until June. Since we are getting married in New Brunswick I have to stay here to work on the wedding and meet with people still. Our wedding is in July, the day is coming closer than I can imagine. My wedding dress is suppose to come in next month sometime, which I’m extremely excited for, fittings and seeing it again, and also the shoes I have for my dress, it’s going to be more real than it was before. I’m taking my mom to pick up my dress since my dad doesn’t want to see the dress until the day of, which I really like.  Since my fiancée was home we were able to get him fitted for his tux, pick out our wedding bands and also meet with the Father. I got readings approved for the wedding, which is a great relief so I was able to send out the readings to my niece and a family friend Alyson.

Since we aren’t very far into the new year there hasn’t been a lot of stuff that has gone on day to day. Overall, I’m assuming this year will go by very fast, with a lot of ups and I’m sure stress.

 

Also check out the “About Me” section as I’ve added other ways you can follow me on different social media platforms.

What I’ve Missed From Having Divorced Parents

I’m going to start off by saying I don’t think my childhood was in anyway horrible or any less loved.  This is just what I’ve noticed from having divorced parents. 

I’m 25 going on 26, I was 13 going on 14 when my mother decided she was leaving.

Looking back now I can see that they weren’t happy at all growing up, they stayed together for 36 years.

They tried to hide the fighting between them, but then again what couple doesn’t have their moments? Growing up my parents stopped sleeping in the same room when I was around 5 or 6. Mom had always told me that it was because dad didn’t could handle mom snoring.  Young and blissfully gullible I believed it, that it was normal. Dad was at the camp on weekends if him and I didn’t have our bike rides together. Mom and I went shopping together. I couldn’t see anything wrong with this picture.

In September mom had had enough.  She looked herself into the bedroom for a good couple of weeks and only came out for showers, food, or going out. I knew what was going on and waited for the worse. They told me they were separating and that mom was going to live in my uncles apartment building. Of course, I cried like a baby. 

Looking back, they made every attempt to keep me away from their ongoing marriage battles. Holidays were spent with my family and I and we would visit our cousins after. I thank them for that because I had a great childhood. 

What was missing was the dancing between them in the kitchen to songs, kisses, hugs, and the love between them.  Clearly they were not happy, and I don’t blame them from splitting up. They get along like best friends now. 

What I see between other older married couples use to make feel uncomfortable where that wasn’t what I had or came from. I no longer feel uncomfortable but maybe a little sad because I missed out on having that. I never felt any less loved because I had two amazing parents who would jump mountains for me and still would. They are my parents and I love them unconditionally.

Time has passed and my dad has remarried and my mom still lives in the same apartment building but she’s grown so much stronger for herself. I’m proud of both my parents for having the courage to walk away from each other and realize that they were better off living separate lives. I know some people never/don’t have that kind of love regardless if the parents are together or not. I’m thankful for my upbringing.

True Love, It Exisits

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Cheesy Thing To Say? Maybe. But I Believe it

Growing up, most little girls dream of their wedding days, I never did… But I did take part in this little elementary school faze where you would twist the stem of an apple while singing your ABC’S and when the stem broke off the letter you stopped on was the first initial of the guy you were going to marry. Who would have guessed I went through the entire alphabet and got back on ‘A’ when it stopped…

Now through out dating guys, girls in general wonder if he’s the one, I never did, because I never had a thought of marrying them. Nor did I ever think that I would find out what love actually is.

I’ve had serious relationships and they all went down the crapper so to speak. They weren’t my knight in shining armor but someone wrapped in tinfoil. I did tell them I loved them because at the time I thought I did. Until I met LG and it all changed, and found out what love actually is and how it’s suppose to be.

I met LG and within a month I just had this feeling, a different kind of feeling of love for him. Not the typical past kind of love I had felt. This was completely utterly different. Not only that, but after a few months of dating, I began to realize this is the guy that I want to grow old with. It blew my mind. From not having this feeling for anyone before to suddenly it’s in my face. Best feeling in the world.

LG gets me, he knows me better then I know myself half the time, and I with him. We bicker, but it’s never a long bicker, we don’t argue, fight, or say anything that would in turn become a relationship war. He’s my other half. He’s an oddball like me, we can do stupid things and to us, its awesome. Nothing else would compare. He lets me rant when I’m in a bad mood, and I can be good at trying to have a complete useless argument over nothing, which he’ll agree to. I know he doesn’t feel the same thing when I’m on a mad rant, and in the end, when I’ve realized I’m being completely off my rocker, he just smiles, and usually I end up smiling because of him.

There is so much about him that I could mush over, but the point I’m getting at, is true love really does exist. It’s that person who is you but the opposite gender (or same in some cases.) I find this absolutely amazing of the feeling you have when you have met that person. It is unlike anything else. No I didn’t hear bells and no, no one from above sang a lovely song. It was just there. It blind sided me so to speak. I have nothing but awe for this man.

Growing up, most of my family is divorced, or broken up after so many years together, so I thought my chances would be rather slim; but without my knowledge something happened and I met LG.

I feel like it’s one of those girl meets boy, fell in love, have an amazing life kind of things. Almost like the movies. With a doubt, I feel like I was suppose to find LG after having past relationships, so I could allow myself to actually see what true love is, and how it is suppose to be.

I can’t wait to be Mrs.LG. I can’t wait to grow old together, raise a family, teach our children our knowledge and so forth.

I know what I have with LG and I almost half the time am in awe over the connection we share and continue to share, I couldn’t be any happier now then I am with LG.

How I Met LG And Fell In Love

Meeting LG was not my plan, it wasn’t my plan to meet anyone, coming out of a relationship a couple months prior I wasn’t looking. But that’s when it gets you. I have had my share of meeting people off of dating sites, some I dated, others, no thanks. But I came across LG’s profile randomly. He had caught my attention. The eyes and smile, it initially led me to click on his profile and read up. He seemed to be an alright guy. I never was any good at meeting guys on my own, so this online dating seemed perfect, I wasn’t so shy. I eventually got the courage to message LG. he messages me back not too long after and I have to say I was pretty excited. We exchanged small talk, mostly about the playoffs, Montreal Canadiens were in the playoffs and they are my favourite team. Sadly, they lost. After a bit of chatting on the site LG had said goodnight… I couldn’t wait to message him again.

After talking for a day or two I asked him for his number so we could text, he said no, that he wanted to get to know me better. I was let down but at the same time I was relieved that he still wanted to talk to me lol. Skip a couple more days ahead and we had exchanged phone numbers, and Facebook not to long after. We were constantly texting each other. We would talk all day and it would lead into the wee hours of the morning. We began talking on the phone and I hadn’t met the guy but I was starting to feel something for him. We clicked, our views on everything matched, clicked, and was perfect. From there we decided to meet up. My house was as good as any, he showed up, my heart was beating, I had butterflies, I was on the verge of grinning my face off… Before hand I let LG know that I was ‘broken’, I had panic attacks, I had anxiety, I felt he should know before hand. He was super ok with it. He told me it was alright and he didn’t mind. I couldn’t believe it. He wasn’t scared, he didn’t run.

When LG showed up at my house, I walked into the kitchen with a shy smile, and saw this tall handsome man, dark hair, blue eyes, and a smile that could melt the ice off a polar bear. He was better then his picture, it didn’t do him justice. Our day was pretty casual, we watched some River Monsters, thanks Netflix! And we went out to the pet store. After that he asked if I wanted something to eat, I agreed so we just picked up Wendy’s. we came back to my house, I put on Netflix again, put my food on the dresser and sat next to LG. The feelings I had while just texting and talking we’re there when we met. It’s so silly now, but he attempted to grab my hand, and got my wrist instead. Me? Perfectly happy lol. I could tell we were both shy, and that was ok. A couple hours later, he was heading off. I was sad to see him leave, but we ended up the texting the entire night and about our day.

Our first date, it was raining, its May, you can’t expect much else. It was at night when LG picked me up, we drove around and ended up back in front of my place across the street, chatting in his car. He learned then I was stubborn lol, I had put the sunroof up because, well I could. I refused to put it back up, regardless of the rain coming down on us. He eventually gave in and put the leaking car to a rest. Shortly after that, a cop was driving up my street, to me this not the norm because I live on a dead end street and its basically pretty short. Then the cop car had turned around and came back down the hill, with his spot light on mind you. The next thing you know, the cop is at his door asking what we’re doing. He told the officer that we were on a date, I think I giggled, I liked the thought. I had spoke up and told him I lived right directly across the street. He seemed satisfied and left. Apparently, one of my neighbours, still don’t know who to this day had called the police because they hadn’t seen the car around before and were worried. Thinking back now, it’s a subdivision, and there are lots of kids that live around here. (Must be something in the water lol)

Not to long after LG had kissed me, butterflies and butterflies, I was so happy. After the initial kiss I felt awesome… Some time later, it was pretty late maybe 2 or so, LG and I said we would call it a night. He walked me to my door, in true gentlemen style, gave me a kiss and was on his way. Skip a couple days to May 14,2011. We had become a couple, I was bubbling with all this happiness and other things I never knew existed. It was clear, LG was different.

Skip a bit, it was our second or third anniversary (time flew with him, it’s not that I didn’t care) I was at his house for the night, I knew I loved him, I just couldn’t say it. It wasn’t like me to fall for someone so hard, so fast. Thanks to my lovely pills that I take before bed for insomnia, well I found out that night that if you stay up while their working, you get really silly, laughing. I was trying to explain on the wall with finger in the pure dark that I loved him. After much time he figured it out. I was smiling shyly, although he couldn’t see, but he said the words back. It was the best feeling ever. He had admitted that he had felt the same way for a while.

As of today we have been together for over 2 years now, I’m going to marry LG, and he says the same. I couldn’t ask for a better man to spend my life with