the new Mr. and Mrs…
Isn’t that fun to say?? I mean, uh, write??
And, on this, our two month anniversary, it only seems fitting.
Well, as you know good-ole-dad was able to attend the wedding, and other than a few centerpiece mishaps, a Maid of Honor shoe issue, and Peppe totally hating the tie I selected, everything was perfect! And, even those things worked out.
Here are a few of my favorite pictures from the day.
Giuseppe, Peppe’s cousin and our best man, going over my Italian vows with me one last time. Onorarti… I got it, I got it…only, I didn’t!
The boys, just as I am about to walk, sola…down the aisle. Peppe and Giuseppe wait, along with Cole, our friend Jason, my cousin Scott, and another friend, Adrian. Aren’t they bellissimi?
Did I mention our priest resigned one month before the wedding?!? Luckily, Father Stephen McCrate, who studied seminary in Rome, stepped in, saved the day, and performed our ceremony in both English and Italian. Here, he has just told Peppe he can give his new wife, un bacio di Chiesa. See how intent Cole is on ensuring we follow Father Stephen’s instructions?
– We asked our cake designer to create individual-sized wedding cakes for each adult guest. Each individual cake mirrored a layer in the cake we cut and served to the children. The individual cakes were vanilla, but ummm, who says vanilla is boring and the larger cake had layers of Tiramisu, deep chocolate, and Italian Cream. We had cake coming out of our ears!
– As a surprise, but not secret, gift my parents rented an old-fashioned photo booth. It was a big hit with guests young and old – not to mention hotel staff members who just couldn’t stay out. After the event, the photo booth owners sent us a CD of all the pictures they took that night.
– Our friends. I mean, we knew they were good…but we had no idea. Friends flew in, not only from Italy, but from across America, as our hometown friends opened their homes, volunteered to be city tour guides, storage space centers, and chefs. They devised a make-shift floral center when we needed help, dropped what they were doing to finalize decorations, ran errands, made coffee, brought lunch. Man, they were good!
They are good.
And, Peppe and I are two very lucky people to have them in our lives.
Very lucky indeed!