On Monday my husband and I celebrated our one year anniversary! A lot has changed in the past year: We moved, I started a new job, my husband started graduate school. And! My blog turns two in a few weeks. What a month, right? A year ago I only made one post about our actual wedding day so I thought our one year anniversary would be a great opportunity to share more photos.
David and I wrote our own vows for our wedding ceremony, which lasted all of three and a half minutes. We got married in Pennsylvania under what’s known as a Self Uniting Marriage license, which allows couples to basically marry themselves without a celebrant. Hooray for the Quaker state!
My wedding day by far was one of the best days of my life, but I couldn’t help but to feel sad that all my grandparents had passed away before they saw me walk down the aisle. To honor their memory, I wore my paternal grandmother’s ring on my right hand. My engagement ring is also my husband’s paternal grandmother’s engagement ring. Everyone was definitely there in spirit!
Funny story about our wedding cake: Since I didn’t care about having one, my parents actually picked out our wedding cake and designed it. It turned out awesome! And, no, we didn’t eat one year old cake on our anniversary because I don’t know if anyone saved a piece. Even if they did, it would be in a fridge in Pennsylvania.
Our wedding was truly a family effort from putting up the tent to the favors. My sister’s sister-in-law (there should be a term for that!) made clay birds that served as seating cards and wedding favors. You can check out her Etsy site for more beautiful clay creations.
My sisters, Maria and Jillian, wrote a song for our wedding and performed it. I still cry every time I read the lyrics!
Here’s Maria with our family dog, Martin. No, he didn’t walk down the aisle, but he was very excited to join the party at the end of the night once most of the guests left.
This photo is one of my favorites from the whole day. It was taken at the very end of the night after I danced so much that I was cold. My hair is totally undone and I just remember feeling so happy.
No, my hair didn’t last. Neither did my makeup. The bottom of my dress was dirty and I had a rope burn on my arm from holding up my train. It was one of the best parties I’ve ever been to. And it was mine.