Are You Going To Kiss Me Or Not?!Friday, July 01, 2016
When we arrived at the venue I was in awe! This was the most beautiful golf course I had seen! I was so mad at my boyfriend for not telling me about the location....our photos would've looked ten times better in front of these big rocks and the lake in the background. (I did get one picture of us on my phone, but that camera does not do it justice.)
Anyways, when we walked reached the ceremony spot, my boyfriend spotted his dad sitting down, so we went and chatted with him off to the side. His dad seemed genuinely happy to see me again...which made my day! We were just joking around giving each other a hard time while accoustic music played. I couldn't help but look into the distance, seeing the lake while the city of Madison shone in the background. I looked around at all the smiling faces sitting in white chairs. I then looked at my boyfriend as he was laughing at his dad's comments. I couldn't help but think how lucky I was to be here with him.
We then took our seats as the ceremony began. Wearing a mermaid gown with an open back, the bride walked down the isle in tears. I glanced at the wedding party, and they too were in tears. Whenever I see that, I too emotional. However, I tried my best not to show it. Instead of a unity candle or the vase of sand, the couple did something a little different. They prepared a wine box. Inside was a letter to the other talking about all the things they love about each other, and bottle of wine. If the couple was ever to get into a heated argument, they are to open the box, drink the wine, and read the letters, reminding each other how much they appreciate one another. Once opened, the couple is refill the box for future uses....how cute is that!
The sun beat down on us at the cocktail hour as we drank our lemonade. I'm used to the sweet fake stuff from Country Time, so I didn't care for the sourness much. But I sucked it up as we mingled with more of his family members. His dad even introduced to a few people and jokingly said I was from Alabama...!
Then FINALLY, we sat down for our meal....I was starving! The reception was outside. The had an over tent to keep us cool in the shade. Hydrangea bouquets sat in the center of the table. And chandeliers hung from the top of the tent.
Everything about the meal was delicious. Who wouldn't enjoy a nice steak with some potatoes!? If you know me at all, you would know that I despise vegetables. However, I tried some asparagus, and actually enjoyed it. The cake was different and had a raspberry filling. I didn't care for it much because it had sort of an almond taste. However, it was nice to fulfill my sweet tooth.
Once everyone was finished eating, we all just mingled until they opened up the dance floor. My boyfriend and I went once again to chat with his dad. This time he was more sarcastic than ever, and I gave it right back at him. I've never seen him laugh this hard, even though this was only the second time meeting him. I felt as if we bonded quite nicely. Then about twenty minutes into our conversation, the dance floor opened up. My boyfriend took my hand and led me to an open spot. I couldn't stop smiling the entire time that we danced. I love being incredibly close to him, hanging on tight, and just pretending we know what we're doing as far as dancing goes. I may have even stepped on not one but two little kiddos toes.....my bad! What can I say, it was a small dance floor.
We both decided we needed a break from dancing, so we sat down at our table to catch our breath. My boyfriend then asked if I wanted to take a walk......how could I turn down a romantic walk!? He held my hand as we walked towards the water over looking the city. We sat on the big rocks together, and just stared at the beauty. I stared at the slow moving waves. I stared at the city all lit up. I stared at the wedding atmosphere behind us. And I stared at my handsome boyfriend. I thought to myself how lucky I am to have him. I kept thinking that this was too picture perfect to be real. This was by far my favorite part of the whole day. I wanted to stay in that moment forever. We kissed and of course I had to say how much I love him.
I saw a flash out of the corner of my eye. We both turned around and the photographers were right behind us. They said they were just using us at test shots. I didn't exactly know what she meant. That was until about five minutes later, my boyfriend told me to turn around. Coming towards us, was all the wedding guests with sparklers. We didn't want to get in the way of their videographer, so we stood up and stepped aside. I pointed out to my boyfriend that he spent time learning to perfect a dip for dancing. So we had our own little private dance party, right there and then with a few dips and spins.
Since it was getting late, and we had a long drive back, my boyfriend decided to leave early. I was a little disappointed because I would've liked to dance to a few more songs, but I understood. Just as we were leaving though, we both stopped in our tracks. Right at the pier, fireworks were being shot off. As I got older, I was in awe by fireworks as I used to be. I remember on the 4th of July being so excited to stay up late and watch them. But as years passed, I was less fascinated. That was until that night. It's a totally different experience seeing them being launch right in front of you and hearing the big kaboom. It was the perfect way to end the night. And on the way back home, for about the 3rd or 4th time that weekend, the song "Are You Going To Kiss Me Or Not" by Thompson Square.