Wedding Act III

I hope that all of you know that I am not living in the past. I simply do not have time to do this day justice in one post or in one day. One of the major projects that we are working on is looking for/buying a house. We are also potty training Ilia. :)

After the pictures (True Life Images from Ashland, MO did a wonderful job) we walked into a beautiful candle lit room full of real flowers and plants. My mom had decorated the Upper Loft of the Les Bourgeois beyond any vision I ever had. I had envisioned 8 or so candles and vases for the bouquets. There were at least 50 glasses filled with dirt to sustain the calla lilies and the like. There were faux crystal beads and ribbons strung all throughout the middle of a 6 table x 2 table large table. All the people were looking in the middle at each other. In the picture above, you'll notice how the railing was decorated. The wedding cake (lemon poppy seed with buttercream icing) is to our left. We chose All About Cakes from Montgomery City, MO because we thought that her cakes tasted and looked the best. We had brown napkins engraved with gold lettering our names and the date of our wedding next to the cake. All these decisions seemed so important at the time.

We acted like we were cutting the cake for the photographers, then we participated in a Bulgarian wedding tradition. Borislav's mom held out honey with bread for us to eat, so that our life together may always be growing (yeast in the bread) and sweet (honey). She fed us the bread, then we drank the sparkling grape juice interlocking our arms, if this makes sense. Next, we wrapped the glasses in a towel that Borislav stomped on. The glass would not break. Supposedly, the more glass shards the more good memories you'll have in your marriage. Borislav started jumping up and down on the white enveloped glasses to no avail. I had to stop his determined efforts ( I didn't want the people downstairs thinking something was wrong.). Perhaps, the glasses not breaking means that our marriage is unbreakable.? I hope so. Bulgarian music began playing, so people sat down to socialize. I put together the seating chart, and was very happy to see that Tracey, my dad's girlfriend, had written so beautifully the names of all the people on cards and put them at the right places. I wanted everyone to be able to talk to someone they liked talking to most of the time.

In and amongst all this, three babies had to be taken care of periodically. Ilia ate some pureed baby food and some banana. My sister's baby was being entertained. Our friends baby was expressing her excitement. We had appetizers. We ordered our food. Then, we had our toasts. Instead of just one person toasting, everyone was given a chance to toast. I was moved almost to tears many times. I just felt so blessed to have these people in our life. People seemed fairly content with what they ordered to eat. We changed the music to classical songs like Debussy's "Claire de Lune". I had the salmon and asparagus. It was divine. I'm looking forward to having an anniversary dinner there next year. mmm....good....I really wanted to have some dancing, so while people finished their meals we danced.

The first dance was with my dad, Stevie Wonder's "My Girl". Again, I love Father of the Bride. My dad and I watched that movie several times when I was growing up. But, it was too fast paced. My dad dipped me once, but I recovered. Then, I realized that it was a double dip, so I almost did not recover. It was good to dance with him. Borislav and I danced to Peter Frampton's "Baby, I love Your Way". The picture above is during our dance. We like that song because we do just love being with each other....we want to be with each other "night and day". I think that dance was my favorite part of the reception. I was feeling very excitedly anxious. Borislav just calmed my nerves. I was able to breathe in his energy. He just swayed me gently back and forth while being careful with my dress. He stroked my hand with his. We moved our arms in the same motion up and down while waiting for the song to turn on. We touched our foreheads. We kissed and were just close to each other...the most closeness that we had had all evening. It was just so miraculous, the energy I felt while dancing with him. The kiss was amazingly sweet and sensual. I loved every second that I could feel this blissful with my husband. Then, it came to my turn to share him. Borislav danced with his mother to a Bulgarian soft rock song from the 80's.

I danced with my brother to Kansas's "Dust in the Wind". We used to jam to that a few years ago. My brother plays the guitar, as I'm sure you know. I like to accompany him by singing. We also like to sing Neutral Milk Hotel's "In the Aeroplane Over the Sea", but I didn't think most people would get that song. It was good just to have a little time to talk with him during the wedding celebration. I wish I could talk with him more often. My sister and I danced with our boys to Cake's "Long Skirt, Long Jacket". We like to be silly together, so when a Cake song comes on the radio, we automatically have to dance. We dance in the car. The other songs that were played were "Never My Love" by The Association, "Happy Together" by The Turtles, and A Kind of Hush" by Herman's Hermits.

We had some cake between dances. Borislav and I fed each other cake very nicely. It was delicious. mmm...good...I think others enjoyed it as well. We had ordered a lot of it, so we were able to share some with friends after the wedding. I really liked that I could share my wedding with others who were not there, but really helped support us throughout it's development.

We had the garter toss. It was interesting. Borislav didn't really want to have a toss, but I thought, "Why not?" He lifted my dress to reveal my mendhi ankles. My crafty mama support was showing through. :) He slipped the garter off very gently, then threw it to the single men: my brother, my dad, and our friend. Later on, our friend said that he and my dad were talking about how this toss was going to play out. My dad said that he did not need the garter and that my brother was going to college, so they were out. Our friend caught it to his contentment. With the bouquet toss: the single ladies were Tracey, our friend, my sister, my mother, and my brother's girlfried. My brother's girlfriend caught the bouquet. I hope she keeps it. These events may be in the wrong order.

We only booked the bistro for about 5 hours, so by then it was about time to go. The wedding certificate needed to be signed. My sister and Borislav's dad singed it. It was getting more official all the time. :) We got our baby boy ready to go. Then, I went to look for my stuff. I couldn't find my clothes that I changed out of before the wedding. People assured me that it would be fine. I also had misplaced my vows. The candle that we had made had burned almost completely, since we forgot to blow it out. Then, I shook out any tasks that I could be doing out of my mind and walked out the double doors into the night. People splashed us with flower petals. Wow! We said our good-byes. We left them to clean up, and I strolled to the car with my husband and our baby. The youngters who were at the car disappeared when they heard us coming. Our car had white paint all over it. Hmm...."Just Married" and "the love is in the car seat". :) I got into the care carefully with my sequined wedding dress. The baby was placed in his seat. We held hands, then drove off into the night to our next destination.