June 15, 2004


Carla wanted me to talk about my wedding. It was really pretty standard, I would say. We got married outside in my parents' backyard in Illinois. It was raining that morning, which made us all quite nervous, but by the afternoon it was perfect weather. We wanted the wedding to be more like a cook-out than a formal event, and I think it turned out pretty perfect.


The honeymoon was what was a real hoot, though. Because of scheduling problems that came up after 9/11, my husband was told a few weeks before graduation that he couldn't start active duty right away. We started our marriage with four months where neither of us was getting a paycheck. We paid for our plane tickets and hotel for a week in Washington D.C., and after that we were a little strapped for cash. I was actually just laughing about this the other day because as I was looking back through my planner, I saw all the notes in the calendar for the week of our honeymoon: I had kept track of every dollar we spent. There are notations like "$2 = bomb pops" and "$5 = lunch, hot dogs" that crack me up. We kept track of every cent we spent because we really started out with nothing. We've done well for ourselves, considering, and we don't ever plan to budget bomb pops again.

Those little notations are one of the best memories I have of getting married.

Posted by Sarah at June 15, 2004 10:06 PM

How pretty! You both look so happy. Congratulations on your anniversary. :-)

Posted by: Princess Jami at June 15, 2004 10:30 PM

Aw, I wasn't sure if you were actually going to do it. And a photo, too!

The notations sound like a great scrapbook, of sorts. Congratulations again. :)

Posted by: Carla at June 16, 2004 03:00 AM

I think a little 'hardship' at first is healthy - bonds you as a team to face it. I remember when we were first married we calculated how many peanut butter and jelly sandwiches we could get from a jar of peanut butter and a jar of jelly. And splurging at McDonald's when they had a promotion after xx years in business, with prices rolled back to what they were on opening day. As you say, fond memories.

Posted by: Glenmore at June 16, 2004 04:25 AM

My Bride and I were married the weekend before we started our 3rd semester of our senior year at Tech. We spent our honeymoon driving from Dallas to Lubbock in "our" formerly her Yugo (the absolute pinnacle of Serbo-Croation technology) with most all of our possessions straing its three mighty cylinders. Both of us were in school and unemployed. We had nothing (suprisingly, I don't recall us having need of anything either) and mooched off of student aid until I took my commission at the end of the term. It was the richest, most prosperous time we could ever have imagined.

Posted by: Ed at June 16, 2004 04:00 PM