FINALLY.. I have chiseled out a time in my day to be able to do Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop.
Now mind you. I suck at writing. Really, I do. Look at my grammer-spelling & pronunciation. Makes ZERO sense! ha. I write how I think....and I write without thinking. Make sense?
Ok. So this week-Mama Kat sent some great prompts... but this one really made me smile.
Kind of really perfect timing.
Write about your wedding song. What was it and why did you choose it?
On March 3, 2007 - I got married in Key West. It was an absolutely MAGICAL experience. One that only a bride to be can dream of..or even understand. We got married on Smather's Beach..then took a Conch Train to our chartered catamaran... Ahhhhh.... I can close my eyes and type away thinking and remembering that absolutely special day.
Or weekend for that matter.... Us and 60 of our closest friends....
Wow.... just thinking about that day. Brings back so many emotions. So many different memories... Not just of getting married-but the people there. So many quirky things happened that weekend. There just isn't enough space on this blog to share it all. hahah
So..... back to the day. If you've ever been to Key West.. you know what I mean when I tell you that the natives there...are in NO HURRY. OMGosh. Coming from Chicago-the land of GOGOGOGOGOGo... there were more than one occasions that I had to take a deep breathe and have a cocktail to slow down!
Speaking of which... my husband to be was Mr. Entertainer the ENTIRE weekend with his drunk overly libated friends. Then again.. that's really ALL we did when we lived in Chicago! Remember the days when you were single and had no kids? Yeah. I don't miss those days either. This is more fun.
Anyway... I'm wandering off the beaten sandy path here.
Ahhh... my eyes are closed. I'm picturing that awesome catamaran we were on. What a treat that was. For everyone.... 2 hours out to see.. jamming to great tunes... on this massive MILLION DOLLAR catamaran. (We RENTED it mind you.. for a sunset cruise it was only a couple grand...and that included champagne, beer and wine....)
I remember the planning of that catamaran. I still have all my wedding folder stuff...somewhere. I seriously researched every part of Florida looking for the perfect spot. The perfect event.
And that it was. We had massive amounts of food on board..and can't be in Jimmy Buffett's town without offering your guests Margaritas! Plus... I'm a sucker for Mojitos.... add that to the roster.
So there we were... out to sea on this sunset cruise.... I remember so clearly just looking around at everyone there.... praying and hoping to slow down time so that I could remember that moment forever.
Then it was dark... The sun was gone after the most beautiful sunset in the world...or at least it was for me. I remember that sunset. Everyone on the boat was ooing and ahhhing. And there were only SECONDS before it was gone. Our photographer was so animated... She had us kiss with the sunset behind us... It was timed by the second.
My husband tends to think he really is one seriously funny guy though. For some reason-he wore this rediculous shirt the entire weekend that said "I Love Hot Moms".
Duh dear. I'm not even your WIFE yet-not to mention your baby's Mama!!!!! I ended up making his toss the shirt till I was a mom-but I can't tell you that he didn't try to wear it before then. ha.
Damn. I look at these pictures and they make me ill seeing how skinny I was. Isn't that how it always works??!?! You get skinny for your wedding-then you get fat after babies. Awesome I tell ya.
Dad Gummit. I ran off the road again. I'm suppose to be 'enjoying' this. I'm not really following the rules either. I'm suppose to write about our wedding song..what it was and how it was chosen.
Ok. So that I don't get a timeout... let me tell you about our song.
The song is "When I Look To the Sky" by Train.
Oh how I love that song. I remember the summer I met my husband. I had this hot little Mitsubishi Eclipse Spider Convertible.... hunter green with black leather interior.
Ok. I'll say it. I was a hot piece of a country girl. ha. Anyway... I remember driving my car all over Chicago. I was the 'new girl' in town. And I was NOT messing around.
I'm not really sure how I introduced that song to him. I mean... I introduced a lot of things to him over our relationship... THE GUY GETS MORE PEDICURES THAN I DO!!!
I do remember letting him borrow my CD.. and having to steal it back from his car cause he loved it so much.
I know the song isn't what I perceived it to mean... but I don't care. I know what it means to me.
(((Picture this... looking up to the sky-thinking of these words...on a boat out to sea....that was my husband and me.......)))
When it rains it pours and opens doors
And floods the floors we thought would always keep us safe and dry... And in the midst of sailing ships we sink our lips into the ones we love That have to say goodbye
And as I float along this ocean
I can feel you like a notion that won't seem to let me go
Cause when I look to the sky something tells me you're here with me And you make everything alright... And when I feel like I'm lost something tells me you're here with me... And I can always find my way when you are here ...
And every word I didn't say that caught up in some busy day
And every dance on the kitchen floor we didn't have before
And every sunset that we'll miss I'll wrap them all up in a kiss
And pick you up in all of this when I sail away
And as I float along this ocean
I can feel you like a notion that I hope will never leave
Whether I am up or down or in or out or just plane overhead
Instead it just feels like it is impossible to fly
But with you I can spread my wings
to see me over everything that life may send me
When I am hoping it won't pass me by
And when I feel like there is no one that will ever know me... there you are to show me
Cause when I look to the sky something tells me you're here with me
And you make everything alright
And when I feel like I'm lost something tells me you're here with me
And I can always find my way when you are here.....
**This was written in part of Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop. Thanks Mama Kat for reminding me how much my husband means to me.....even when he doesn't take out the trash, clean his junk off the kitchen table or feeds our son too many poptarts and juiceboxes... I still love him.