Let’s start at the beginning, yes?
Bob the Builder and I arrived in Philadelphia around dinnertime on the Tuesday night before the wedding. Don’t worry, I’ll do the math for you: We had 3 days and 7 hours (give or take) to get everything ready for The Big Day.
I had been checking the weather like it was my full time job so I knew that the forecast was calling for rain. All week. Seven days of rain.
Most normal people would just grab a raincoat and umbrella and go along their merry way. But we live in Los Angeles. I’ve lived here for twelve years, and I have become weak and soft. We Angelenos do not like Weather. We aren’t used to it. Every single time it rains, the whole city freaks out. Every time. It really only rains maybe five times a year, so…
For some reason, the marriage license department is actually called “Orphan’s Court”, and I still haven’t done the research to figure out why, despite my curiosity. The second (blurry!) photo is of the sign that basically says “ABSOLUTELY NO PHOTOS PAST THIS POINT”, but then they put hearts all over the door to soften the tone of the note? And the third is us – jet lagged, rained on, and in need of caffeine – but totally excited and legal to get hitched! Well, in three days time…
We spent the rest of the day running errands and dropping off All The Stuff to our wedding venue and florist. We had about…13 boxes to distribute around Philly.
Let me just take a minute here to say this: When you’re planning a wedding, everyone talks about your Day-Of-Timeline. That is, the order of events for the wedding day. Here’s my two cents: Also make yourself a Week-Of-Wedding-Timeline. You will need it. As the week went on, the days started feeling shorter and shorter, and my memory got worse and worse. Write everything down! EVERYTHING. (I will elaborate more on this as I recap. I have a very good reason for mentioning this.)
Here’s (an early draft of) our week-of-timeline:
It might look comprehensive, but there are a few essential things I forgot. More on this later, as it actually deserves it’s own post.
Since Bob the Builder and I had not managed to both be in Philly at the same time in the year before the wedding, we never took engagement photos with our photogs, Marisa & John from Redfield Photography. Aside from wanting great photos of the two of us, I really wanted to spend some time with Marisa & John before the wedding, so we (ok, me!) would be more relaxed. We set up a time on Thursday afternoon to go down to the Italian Market and snap some photos. BUT. The Italian Market is outdoors, and it was pouring raining. We changed our course and decided to just take photos at our hotel, the very swanky (and extremely stylish!) Hotel Monaco. I was excited about the indoor location because HAIR (duh).
When Marisa & John arrived, they showed us a super cool app called Dark Sky, that tells you the exact time it’s supposed to rain. A genius tool for wedding photographers and, well, everyone who doesn’t live in Los Angeles. Based on the app, they estimated that we had a 30 minute reprise from the rainfall. Not enough time to make it to the Italian Market, but enough time to walk around Independence Hall and see what we could get. So, despite knowing I would end up with frizzy, gross hair, I agreed to go outside. I mean, I’m not a Bridezilla. I’M NOT! I am so calm and easy-going, you guys! SO CALM!
We laughed a lot, got some cool photos, and during the photo shoot, I remembered something…I’m super self-concious having my photo taken. Oh yeah, I forgot about that a little. Thank God Bob the Builder kept me laughing. And I (kind of) didn’t think about my hair, too much.
Despite my awkwardness, I am SO glad we took these photos. For one, we got to get to know Marisa & John (and they are rad!), and also (we didn’t know it then) but it was one of the only times Bob the Builder and I would really be alone until after the wedding. I mean, we were alone with our photographers there, but still…that’s more alone than we would be for the rest of the week.
Later Thursday night, Bob the Builder went to his bachelor party, where this happened:
And I went to dinner with Moxie Dad and StepMom Moxie, and then I took a bath. Look at this BATHROOM:
And that’s where I stayed for most of the evening. Did I have other things to do? Um, HELL YES. Did I ever get to them? Well…we shall get to that discussion in due time. Do I regret it? Nope. Best thing I did all week was unplug my phone and power down for a few hours. I highly recommend it.
I didn’t know it then, but Thursday night was the calm before the storm. Once we woke on Friday, we were on an express train; Destination: Wedding. Friday morning through Sunday afternoon passed by as though it was a blink of my eye.
Did anyone else wait until the week of their wedding to take engagement photos? No? Just us? Anyone else battle with the rain on their wedding? Let me hear you, in the comments!