Redemption

So I feel like I should write another entry since my last entry was quite... emotional.  Ugh.  Sorry about that.  I just have a lot of feelings lately and I don't know what it is.  The holidays, maybe?  Whatever it is, it really needs to go away because I'm seriously watching an episode of One Tree Hill and TEARING UP.  I'm so pathetic right now!

MOVING ON

Last night I was in a bad place (clearly) and my husband, not really knowing why I was so crabby, fixed it without even knowing he was fixing my broken heart.  He had just picked up our wedding video that day and so we sat down to watch it together.  It was just what I needed to remind me of how lucky and blessed I really am, even I don't get everything I want. 

So let's back up.  Yes, I did get married three and a (halfish) years ago, and yes, I just saw my wedding video for the first time last night.  Allow me to explain.  Husband and I got married when we were fresh out of college.  I had graduated in December and he had graduated just two months before the big day.  We were quite young and had only been working in the professional world for a few months.  We didn't have tons o' money to be throwing around and neither did our parents.  Our parents really helped out, but we did have to cover a portion of the wedding ourselves.  One of they ways we saved money was by not having a videographer, which quite frankly, is still a decision I am ok with.  Even if we got married now and had tons of money to spend on the affair, I still don't think I would shell out the money to have a professional video.  Sure it's nice to have, but I just don't find it necessary.  Besides, I hate the way my recorded voice sounds. 

Anyway, that was a long drawn out way of saying that my uncle taped the ceremony and parts of the reception for us.  It was on a tape that we couldn't play.  For years, my husband has been begging me to get it converted to DVD and for his birthday I finally did.  So finally, we got to see ourselves get married.  It was sweet. 

After watching the video though I came to the following conclusions:

• I would like to get married again.  Because that?  Was a heck of a good time.
• I was a bit heavier back then.  Not much, but I notice it.  Yick.
• The colors were gorgeous, no?

•  I still hate the way my voice sounds on video.
• I don't recognize some of the people who were at my wedding.  Is that bad?
• I STILL love my wedding cake.

But overall, I noticed how happy and in love we were (and still are).  I was reminded of what it felt like to have our entire future stretch out in front of us and not worry about the good and the bad.  It was a single night in our long past and future - really just a moment in time.  And for that moment our world was perfect, and it still is because no matter what, we still have each other.

Yeah, I think that's just the reminder I needed. 

Blast From the Past

This weekend, we went to eat at my parents house for my husband's birthday.  My mother went on a a crazy spree and was trying to give all these random things to me and my sister.  It started out innocently enough with Waterford Crystal from our great uncle and quickly moved to her trying to get us to take home our childhood treasures.  I'm sorry, but aren't our parents supposed to store these things for us, for forever?  Or is that just me?  She was successful and did get me to take home a few things including this little gem:

 

Yeah, that my Seniors '02 sweatshirt from high school.  DON'T be jealous because I know you are.  See I went to an all girls Catholic high school (which is not at all as terrible as it sounds).  We wore the obligatory uniform that all Catholic students must wear (NOT like Britney Spears) which included a uniform sweatshirt.  Up until your senior year, your only choices were a fugly navy sweater with the school name embroidered on the left breast or an even fuglier navy sweatshirt with the school name and some crest smack dab in the center.  In your senior year though you got a real treat and you could not only wear a different sweatshirt, BUT your class got to design it.  This was the design that won.  I'm pretty sure it won because of the sweet  sleeve design.  Who doesn't love a good sleeve design? 

When I saw this sitting in the closet, I was both excited and sad.  Excited to see something I haven't seen in years, and sad at just how many years it had been.  Seriously, is my 10 year high school reunion in just a few short years?  This can't be.  Surely this is a sick joke something is playing on me.  

Along with the sweatshirt, my mom sent me home with a box of pictures from high school/early college.  I do wish I owned a scanner so that I could share with you the awesomeness that was me.  Or maybe I'm glad because that surely doesn't need to be shared with the rest of the world!

Any other '02 grads out there?