Wedding

Jim and I were married on October 8, 2011 at Rome Valley Vineyards in Garden Valley, CA. It was the most beautiful fall day. The grape leaves were all turning fabulous shades of yellow, orange and red and the temperature had cooled just to comfortable.



It was a fabulous day, although no wedding goes perfectly. Check out the bottom left corner of the photo above. Those potted mums were supposed to be lining the aisle, not just sitting in a clump on the bottom step. Whoops. But it's kind of funny, too, don't you think?



I love my hanger. And my dress was pretty freaking fabulous.



Jim and my bridesmaids. His sister and sister-in-law are to his left and my "sister" and a close friend are to his right. We ended up with a lopsided bridal party for a couple of reasons. One of my bridesmaids was unable to make it because her daughter (also one of my flower girls) was injured in soccer practice the day before and couldn't even get out of bed as a result. We missed them a lot! Also, my youngest brother was going to perform the ceremony, but he suffered a pulmonary embolism a month before the wedding and resigned due to the stress of getting caught up in school, etc. So I was short a bridesmaid and Jim was up a groomsman. It was fine, though. All we cared about was sharing the day with the people we loved most, and they stood beside us as we said our vows.



Me trying to avoid the ol' cake in the face job. I did a pretty good job and created a pretty funny pose, don't ya think?



Not the loveliest of looks on her face, but my good friend Christie took my little brother's spot as officiant. The funny thing is she wasn't such a close friend at the time. She actually began as my (and my mom's) massage therapist who also happened to be an ordained wedding officiant on the side. Match made in heaven, right? She's now one of my favorite people in the world and her husband and my husband are getting closer as well. Funny how things work out isn't it? (P.S. Christie and Nic were invited to the wedding before we asked Christie to also do some work before she sat down for dinner)



We're married!!!



I didn't really notice this until just now, but the leaves on the vines behind us in this photo were quite a bit behind the ones on the other side of the vineyard in the changing colors process. The vineyard is on top of a hill with incredible views of the entire Sacramento Valley, Sierra Nevada Mountains, and miles beyond. So the manor house in at the top of the hill and the vines are terraced along the hill on all sides.



See the stupid flowers in the foreground? LOL



From left to right, some of the most important people in our lives: Jim's brother, Chris. Jim's brother and sister-in-law DJ and Natalia. My youngest brother, Dan and his future wife his best friend/my little "sister" Kayla. Me and Jim. Jim's sister and brother-in-law, Tricia and Chris. My friend Bekah (I call her Mo...and she calls me Mo...it's a long story) and Jim's cousin Bryan. And my brother Matt.


Love. Love. Love.



*sigh* My shoes. My wonderful, lovely, magnificent wedding shoes. In the funny Christie face photo, you can see the hair clip my mom made me. Four days before the wedding my mom and I were in NYC celebrating my mom's 50th birthday, and we decided to cruise through Manolo Blahnik and see if we could find some shoes. I had a "backup pair," but I had originally wanted the blue ones Carrie wore in Sex and the City, but I ordered them, received them and more or less hated them, so I sent them back. So we're in New York and we decide, what the hell, we'll go into the store and check it out.  We ended up each buying a pair of shoes. The ones about almost perfectly matched the hair clip my mom had made me, so even though the ended up costing more than the dang blue ones, my mom said I had to have them for my wedding. I don't think I've ever loved a pair of shoes more. Of course, it's not just that their beautiful. Every time I see them or wear them, I think of that special trip with my mom AND my amazing wedding day.



I love this picture. One of the few that I loved from our stupid overpriced photographer. But come on, couldn't she have taken out the solar light? Really.

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