Since it is totally against the rules of this wonderful forum to start a planning thread, I figured I'd go ahead and start blogging. Fairly new to this blogging thing, yet I know within a week with the help of my many new 'friends' I will be a pro.
I couldn't tell you the exact day I stumbled across this site, yet it is indeed a day I would never forget. I was at work being oh so productive as usual, when I googled destination wedding and that is where it started and here I am now. So I guess everyone is interested in how I ended up here with a wedding being exactly 60 days from earlier today.....
April 2, 2007 - NCAA basketball championship - Florida Gators versus Ohio State Buckeyes. Me at work, Chili's to be exact in Tampa, Florida. I never worked To-Go on a Monday night, yet some reason I was there and boy was I getting my behind handed to me. Everyone, I mean everyone decided to order to-go food that evening and when he walked in my head was down and I was on the phone taking yet another order. Yet I noticed him. So in true stalkerish form, after everything slowed down, I searched through my past orders and came across Coley. Gave him a call, mimicking Mrs. Alicia Keys - "Hi, this is the girl from To-Go, I apologize that I was a bit rude earlier, yet I would like to have a moment to talk. Here's my number.
2 days later he called, of course I was at work, so I responded via text. We talked, talked a lot, talked for long times, even ran his then AT&T bill up to $600. You would never think that two people had so much to talk about. Yet I could go for hours with continuous conversation. He was different, good different and I absolutely loved the feeling.
Unlike most brides, I couldn't tell you the exact day he asked me to marry him. We were 2 years into our relationship, had been on cruises, trips to Arizona, Atlanta, and Tennessee. I had been through hell and high water and I knew that this was the relationship that was going to be the last or I would be here sitting as an old maid. After our trip to Tennessee, my then boyfriend had lost his job, I received a text saying if you want to leave, this would be a great day to do so. I was at work when that text came through and I had no clue what he had meant by that. The next message after my question marks was, Roger won (Roger being his boss at the time), so I knew exactly what that meant. Never for a second did me leaving him every cross my mind. I was shock that he would even consider the thought, yet that was my boyfriend, accustom to facing the world alone, yet I was determined to show him different. That was July, I started management training and we went on with life as if nothing was different. Things were as good as they could have been at that time, no stress on either heads. I showed him that the world is to big to tackle on his own and if he allowed me, I don't mind being the back bone at times, we can share roles. Well low and behold, three months in he received an email, they wanted him in D.C. You know he asked me if he should go to the interview, hell yeah!!! Why wouldn't you? They scouted you out, not the other way. So with the little we had he took a road trip from Florida to Washington, D.C. First interview down and they want him back. In the midst of that we have a conversation in regards to what happens next. What if he gets the job? Where do we go? I was willing to let him go so that he can become a better person, yet that was not his plans. So there it is, before he went back for the second interview he let it be known that he wasn't leaving Florida without me and he wasn't taking his girlfriend with him. So I officially became his fiancee......EXCITING!!!!
11-11-11....that was supposed to be my day! I picked that September 2009 and it could have been.....more on that later
In the midst of becoming a fiancee, planning to move from Florida to Virginia, the day he left to start his new job (I was planned to come up 6 months later, at the end of our current lease) I found out I was pregnant. Those plans quickly changed, now I was planned to come up 3 months later, December 2009. I put in my two weeks, I packed up a 3 bedroom apartment and I moved. I moved to create a life with my now husband and my baby girl. Yes at times, I did become depress during the pregnancy, no one was here to see my growing belly. Yet, I have a strong man and he did everything in his power to make things perfect. When I say I had a perfect pregnancy, I had a PERFECT pregnancy. No stress at all! Yet you don't want to read about my pregnancy, LOL
While I sat at home nurturing my growing belly, I began to plan a wedding. We went from deciding if it would be in Virginia or Florida and if in Florida where? Had to be an equal distance for my family and his (I always try to be fair when accommodating other people and it usually bites me in the @$$) So at first, it was St. Augustine, Florida only for me to decide that I rather have just close friends and family, so it was Moon Dance Villas, with plans to have 40 people to rent the resort. Flyers out, people on board, deposit made.
I have a thing for burnt orange, so I knew that was one of my wedding colors. And since we had painted all 3 of our apartments with that accent color in our living rooms, I knew he was on board.
After resort was booked, November 9 through November 14, it was time for me to decide on a dress. I always knew I didn't want a traditional white gown, after all there is nothing traditional about our life. I'm planning a wedding for 2011 as I am carrying the child of my soon to be husband (We were wedded January 29, 2010). I still believe that white gowns are seen as a sign of purity and I am nowhere near pure ( I could have been the virgin mary, LOL - okay that may not be funny to some, sorry if I offend)
Anywho, I went on to look for a gown, originally chose Alfred Angelo's gown.