Hi hive! Well. It certainly has been a while, huh. As in, I'm pretty sure most, if not all, of you have no idea my wedding ever existed. But I do! And even though it was over four years ago, and even though I have since had two (TWO!!) children, I still count my wedding day as the happiest day of my life. Never before nor since nor in the future will there ever be a gathering of all of the people that we love the most, who love US the most all in the same place at the same time. It was a day filled with absolute and complete and utter joy. So, when the opportunity came to trot down memory lane via. the Weddingbee Randomizer series, I decided to devote a bit of my very-minimal free time to reflecting on our awesome day.
So here we go...
Our wedding was held on the north lawn of Fort Adams State Park in Newport, Rhode Island and we had a traditional clam bake as our reception with lobsters, steamers, corn on the cob, chorizo sausage, chicken and red potatoes. One of the many fun aspects of being the bride was getting to be first in line for the buffet :) When I got back to my seat I found my personalized cotton bib that the clam-bake company had provided for us as a surprise, I was totally stoked!:
At the end of the evening, my new husband and I took a moment to ourselves to stand in the breeze by the water and reflect on the day:
My sister and her, then, 2.7 year old little boy, who was also my mother's escort down the aisle. It is amazing to me that my own son is almost the same age now as his cousin (who is now almost 7 [eep!]) was then. Also - knowing what I know now about little 2.7 year old boys, I am AMAZED we got him to walk down the aisle at that age, regardless of the fact that he was escorting his Gram!!:
After the ceremony, we took some bride and groom portraits on the inside of the fort which was also hosting a Civil War Reenactment that weekend. This picture was taken as we walked from modern times on the outside of the fort, back to the 1800's on the inside of the fort!:
My sister and her, then, 2.7 year old little boy, who was also my mother's escort down the aisle. It is amazing to me that my own son is almost the same age now as his cousin (who is now almost 7 [eep!]) was then. Also - knowing what I know now about little 2.7 year old boys, I am AMAZED we got him to walk down the aisle at that age, regardless of the fact that he was escorting his Gram!!:
After the ceremony, we took some bride and groom portraits on the inside of the fort which was also hosting a Civil War Reenactment that weekend. This picture was taken as we walked from modern times on the outside of the fort, back to the 1800's on the inside of the fort!:
My mom and dad both looked so stunning that day. The search for the perfect outfit for my mom was a difficult one, as everything was too formal or too Love-boat-dinner-buffet for her taste, so I was really glad that she finally found something that she loved so much. And my dad looked so great in his tux! Funny story, he was in it by noon he was so excited (the wedding was at 5):
My handsome husband and his groomsmen - his father and brother:
My father, who passed away two Christmases ago, was handicapped at the time of our wedding and could not walk me all the way from the fort. So I was escorted by a group of Revolutionary War reenacters (incidentally, the same guys as the Civil War reenacters...just with different uniforms) to my dad who waited for me at the top of the aisle. The wind at 5:00pm on the point of land was absolutely insane and my veil and dress were all over the place!:
To this day, our wedding cake was by far, the best cake I have ever eaten. Also, I hear that sentiment often from people who were guests at our wedding, so it MUST be true. For your reference, it was by Sin Desserts in Providence, RI. I also still love that our topper was so us...it reminded me of sitting at the end of a dock dangling our feet in the water:
Our escort cards were enclosed in Stardream Sapphire Blue penny envelopes from Paper Source and strung between two tall garden hooks. I think all the Stardream Sapphire Blue paper lovers out there like me should take a moment to mourn the loss of such a perfect representation of the blue of the water in New England on a sunny summer day around 3:00pm...as they discontinued this color about two years ago. Sigh.:
Hours before our wedding started, McGrath Clambakes dug a hole in ground, lined it with rocks and lit a bonfire! Once the rocks were heated, they placed cages of food on top of the rocks and then covered everything with thick canvas and let it all steam. This picture of them preparing the clambake is so fun since I never got to see it in person:
I hope you all enjoyed my little trip down memory lane. I'm pretty sure I'm the only bee to have hosted a traditional clambake for my reception (although I know a couple have ventured to do it for their rehearsal dinners). It was an amazing day and I have really enjoyed taking a moment to look back at it again. I hope you have too!
My handsome husband and his groomsmen - his father and brother:
My father, who passed away two Christmases ago, was handicapped at the time of our wedding and could not walk me all the way from the fort. So I was escorted by a group of Revolutionary War reenacters (incidentally, the same guys as the Civil War reenacters...just with different uniforms) to my dad who waited for me at the top of the aisle. The wind at 5:00pm on the point of land was absolutely insane and my veil and dress were all over the place!:
To this day, our wedding cake was by far, the best cake I have ever eaten. Also, I hear that sentiment often from people who were guests at our wedding, so it MUST be true. For your reference, it was by Sin Desserts in Providence, RI. I also still love that our topper was so us...it reminded me of sitting at the end of a dock dangling our feet in the water:
Our escort cards were enclosed in Stardream Sapphire Blue penny envelopes from Paper Source and strung between two tall garden hooks. I think all the Stardream Sapphire Blue paper lovers out there like me should take a moment to mourn the loss of such a perfect representation of the blue of the water in New England on a sunny summer day around 3:00pm...as they discontinued this color about two years ago. Sigh.:
Hours before our wedding started, McGrath Clambakes dug a hole in ground, lined it with rocks and lit a bonfire! Once the rocks were heated, they placed cages of food on top of the rocks and then covered everything with thick canvas and let it all steam. This picture of them preparing the clambake is so fun since I never got to see it in person:
I hope you all enjoyed my little trip down memory lane. I'm pretty sure I'm the only bee to have hosted a traditional clambake for my reception (although I know a couple have ventured to do it for their rehearsal dinners). It was an amazing day and I have really enjoyed taking a moment to look back at it again. I hope you have too!
Love to all,
Mrs Corn
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