Monday, November 5, 2012
10 Stories about the Zimmermans
For those of you who have been tolerating my stories of the engagement, showers, and plans, I thought I'd share some stories from the weekend. It was wonderful, and everything that you would hope a big country wedding would be. As tired as we are all were, I know most of us didn't want it to end, because you just can't beat all of that time together with family and your closest friends. I loved it all. So here are several funny/interesting/memorable moments from the nuptials of Mr. and Mrs. Zimmerman.
here, and see a few of the shots of the day here). Mary the photographer said, "I love Steph. I mean, I loved her before, but seriously, she is the easiest bride ever. I love her."
3. Steph and Steve have phenomenal guy friends. It was a busy day, but as we ran around, it was nice to be around such gentlemen. Opening doors, giving us their coats, dancing partners, carrying things all of the time...it was nice to be taken care of.
5. Speaking of ambulances, I fell down the stairs at the church about 15 minutes before the ceremony. I tried to hold in my scream so that no one would hear and come running, but didn't quite succeed. I remember immediately thinking that I would rather die than draw attention to myself by getting hurt at their wedding. Fortunately, I just had several new bruises and some gorgeous rug burns, which looked lovely on my dayglow white legs in my knee length dress. However, no one was looking at me because Stephanie was so beautiful. I am so grateful that I fell down the stairs then, not during the ceremony, or during the entrance at the reception. I am also grateful that I did not break my ankle, neck, or shoe. Especially the shoe. I really liked my shoes.
6. There were a few little flubs that happened throughout the day, as is to be expected. I don't think hardly any of them were noticeable, but one of them was really annoying to me. The bridal party had a really long entrance, because the guests were seated on two levels. We walked in through the balcony and then down a huge flight of stairs. The DJ (who was great overall) announced us really slow, and he played this terrible jazz elevator muzak, which seemed to make us walk even slower. Blek. However, it was a fun contrast to the sirens and fireman call he played as Steph and Steve were introduced, Steven in his fire helmet and the wedding party dancing to Party Rock Anthem. It is all about them, anyways.
7. Changing into cowboy boots for the reception was the best. idea. ever. My feet were so happy, especially after the earlier stairs incident. One of the top reasons that I love being a bridesmaid is that after all of the stress of the day, it is time to party. The wedding party is required to keep the floor moving, and we had a great time. And a bridesmaid's dress is a free ticket to dance and not care if you are a bad dancer. Or maybe that is just what I kept telling myself...
8. Emily and I did our toast together, and it was improvised kind of at the last minute (our prep was interrupted by #4). It included a purple plastic knife as a prop, jump ropes, the Oregon Trail, and a reenactment of the Exodus. I guess you just had to be there.
9. As the MOH, I tried to make like a boy scout and be overprepared and packed a ton of stuff that we might need. Surprisingly, we used a lot more than I thought. Here are a few of the things borrowed from me by other people- needle and thread, chapstick, lipstick, deodorant, disposable toothbrushes, medical tape, hair pins, writing pens, sharpies, paper, lint rollers, mascara, bandaids, first aid cream, curling irons, hairspray, copies of the schedule, qtips, nail polish, and cotton balls...just in case you needed to pack an emergency wedding kit sometime soon.
10. My amazing mom and Steph made all of the wedding cakes, including an awesome firetruck groom's cake. All night as I mingled and visited with people, we talked about the cake. How good the cake was. How beautiful the cake was. How it was amazing that my mom made the cake. How it was fun to have so many choices of cake flavors. How people tried more than one kind of cake. Fast forward a few hours, and the best man and I collapsed onto a couple of stray chairs while we were cleaning up after kicking out the newlyweds. We were both so happy and tired and excited for how the day had gone. He brought up something about the cake, and I mentioned how many people enjoyed it. He said that it was cool that there were so many choices and then in a sleepy way said, "You know, all that talk of cake...and I don't think I even got to eat a piece." I had to stop and think, and I said, "Neither did I!" :)