Wedded Bliss

Happy Anniversary to the best man I know! I did really well in marrying you. Thanks for accepting me with all my flaws and even loving them. I couldn't be happier in going through this life with you. You have been my best friend from the beginning and it is so fun being married to you. Thanks for an amazing four years and for being an amazing father! One day soon, I hope to write a post about how we met, became friends and fell in love because I think Mary Beth and our future kids would get a kick out of reading that. You are my favorite and I am so excited about our trip this week! These are some of my favorite photos from that surprisingly cold Easter weekend. Dancing at the party on Friday night. I love that my dad is smiling and enjoying himself in the background. He reluctantly took dance lessons with my mom because she loves to dance and those lessons paid off! A beautiful picture of my grandparents shortly before their 60th anniversary. My paw paw passed away later that summer and I am so glad they were there for that day. We had two rookie preachers and close friends marry us. My dad joked that he just hoped we were legally married! Joe had yet to graduate from seminary and Marc had been out for about a month. They did great and we loved having two people who knew us really well be the ones to marry us and it made the ceremony really personal for us. It was fun being their first too. I think this picture was either right before or after Marc dropped the ring. It was a much needed laugh, we thought it was great. Some of our most favorite people in the world, all of our interns and their spouses. Many of these people knew we would get married long before we had a clue. My father-in-law built that awesome arbor in the background and when we have a more permanent home, it will be up in our yard for sure.

Leaving the church on our way to the reception and so excited to be hitched.

So happy to get on the road to our honeymoon.

I don't think they will allow a pregnant woman to zip line through the jungle this time around but maybe we can ask them nicely. Note to self, use all of these pictures for encouragement to loose this baby weight next fall! And this is the infamous picture I took moments before I thought not only the honeymoon, but life in general was over. Dan assured me that we did not need a guide to take us out on the hobie cat because he had done this once before. I agreed because how bad can it be, surely my new husband would not lead me astray? Well, a few moments later, we were heading out to sea as fast as we could possibly go and our resort was getting smaller and smaller, I started panicking big time. We had passed everyone else that was out enjoying their leisurely ride and the other boats with guides started blowing their whistles and beckoning us to turn around. If only that were possible. I started freaking out and screaming at Dan to turn the boat around because we were way out there and going over huge ocean waves. I was gripping that little plastic tarp with my life. After what seemed like an eternity but probably was only seconds, Dan was able to get the thing turned around and we headed back to land wide open with no control. We almost decapitated another honeymooning couple naively swimming in our path before we ran the boat up on shore yelling at people to get out of the way. It was a horrifying and hilarious experience that we often laugh about. Dan did not have the same experience that I did, he thought everything was totally under control the entire time and really enjoyed the outing. Imagine that. I have told Dan never again and he has been trying to talk me into it for the past four years. I hope I can stick to my guns this time because he is excited we will access have to the hobie cats again on this next anniversary/baby moon trip. No. Thank. You. (drafted on 4/5/11)