November 20th, 2010. The Big Day.
A few weeks previous (aka September 24th), Cathy calls me at nine thirty in the morning. I had my phone off, cause I was at work, but she left me a message. Which could only mean one thing-she's engaged. Listened to the message and sure enough, that was the news, but it came with better news! She was also home. I texted her, I believe my exact words were- Im going to come congratulate you properly with a high-five and possibly some kind of tackle-hug. I told people in my office that a friend of mine got engaged, I was going to see her and that I didn't know when i'd come back... She was on the phone chattin it up in her front yard when I pulled up. I jumped out of my car and started running for her, she was totally excited about everything, but a little scared as I was barrelling towards her, she screamed a little and sidestepped me. Jerk. I was gunna HUG you! ...it was probably for the best... my normal hugs are pretty violent. Actually ALL my love is pretty violent... Anyway, we talked for about an hour, and it got to the point that I told people at work I didn't know when i'd be back...but I should probably get back to work.
Next day Cathy texts me and asks me if I wanted to do her slideshow. I told her it would be my pleasure. And it was...for the most part... I love that girl... but a reasonable slideshow is 12 minutes? Cathy has about 150 photo albums on facebook, and thats just the last few years! She is so addicted to her camera. Its one of the things I love about her. I have to give her props though, she narrowed it down to about 300 pictures for me. Nice. She also asked me if I wanted to film the day, which I planned on doing anyway, perfect...cause im kind of addicted to my video camera. Or atleast I was until me little siblings borrowed it and pretty much broke it. Video highlights is like my calling in life. I should go into business...
So this weekend. Friday night was spent putting the last finishing touches on the slideshow, making sure I had enough room to throw a couple last-minute wedding day pictures on the end. So many pictures...all of them classic. Every picture I looked at was something that portrayed both of them perfectly. It was kind of amazing.
I got to the temple, thought I was going to be late, turns out everyone was late. Worked out pretty nicely for me. I walked in the visitor's center, they were all still waiting for the lovely couple to come out, and I said Hi to a few people, I was mid-sentence talking to Kortney when Melissa and I locked eyes(saw each other) and then ran(shuffled) toward each other and cried each others names(actually) and embraced. I was actually really excited to see her, she is definitely one of the greatest people I know. And as much as we text and as much as I love her blog there is a level of conversation that cannot be reached through words alone. The facial expressions, the dramatic pauses, the looks, the hand movements, the sarcasm, though imagined properly, still not as effectual as the real thing. Long story short, love her.
So it got to picture taking time. I was underprepared... I had the emu boots, the wool skirt, the jacket, but I didn't think of bringing those hand warmer things. Rookie mistake. I should've been all over that!
Conditions were near perfect. Minus the little temperature detail, it was beautiful! Freshly fallen snow, it was a little overcast, there was barely a breath of wind. As far as pictures go -amazing. You can PhotoShop red cheeks out... you can't PhotoShop the fact that Trent looks likes he's standing in a blizzard out though...
As we were taking pictures, somehow I was put in charge of taking a picture and getting it blown up for the reception. Though, there was a little confusion as to how big they wanted it... it was either 11x14 or 16x20. Logical solution? Both. So the taking of pictures was pretty much done with. And I high-tailed it back to Lethbridge, blasting the heat all the way. I went to walmart, found out they only did 11x14, so I then had to go to Kopiko. Which I should've just done in the first place. I know the girl that works there. 'Officially', making a print that big takes 2-3 business days. I got it in about half an hour. I love pulling strings. I love HAVING strings to pull. With that done, it was time to tag a couple picures onto the end of the slideshow and call it done... my computer had other plans however. It refused to load the original file, frustration and stress. I won't get into that, but know that it was bad. I finally got something going, threw a few pictures on the end, made sure the music was ok, and I was good. Turned out alright, I am definitely fixing some things before I burn them a copy though.
The family dinner was great. I sat with the Matkins, or more correctly, they sat with me. Which I was grateful for. I had the projector and my computer set up at a table at the very front, and it was kind of lonely for a while. Brenda, Ashlee and Jess are a riot. The program was really well done, Kort and Dusty MCed(emceed? Mc'd?) it and they did a great job. The Bevans' are quite the bunch.
The reception was pretty par. The dance was great fun. I have a particular appreciation for the way Cathy dances, and she rocked it in her wedding dress. Also Drew busted out some Micheal Jackson moves that were pretty awesome. It was sweet. Also, the bouquet toss, totally almost had it. Rolled off the tip of my fingers, and I didn't feel like fighting the 8 year old for it...
The church gym looked fantastic BTW. I'm too lazy to actually put a picture of it up, cause I didn't really take any good ones of just the gym, so, please refer to Melissa's blog ...see, gorgeous. ...The only bad thing about it was taking it down... eeeeeee.
I got home at around 12:20am, put on some pants and almost went back to help... but I was bushed, and it was cold. I kind of felt bad though, cause I was more than ABLE to help more, but I chose not to. And its one of those feelings that I hate- the feeling that you could have done more...
Anyway, I have to say this- Cathy is one of the greatest people i've ever met. She honestly cares more about other people than she does for herself. She has a way about her that makes you feel like you are really important. Its obvious that she loves everyone around her. And you know that she would do anything for you, even if it puts her out. She's hilarious. Every minute i've ever spent with her has been a great moment. She's Smart. She's driven. She's SO beautiful. Tangent- I was going through pictures of her wedding, Dallas-"She's really pretty...she looks like she's way out of his league." My roommate is like, 'Wow, she is gorgeous' A friend of mine who is Trent's cousin said the same thing. And it true. She is kind(when she's not on a rugby field) And I could go on. But ...to be honest I don't think you care how awesome I think she is. But I love her. Words cannot describe the depth of love I have for that girl, and her family. She is Amazing.
SO. I told Dallas to call me when he was done hunting, and he did. He called me 6 times and left two massages. I called him back during the reception, he didn't answer his phone, so I left him a few messages. Its about 12:30 am. He calls me, to see whats up. He ends up coming over, we talk for a bit and cuddle on the couch, and he ends up falling asleep. He's so cute when he sleeps. I kicked him out at about 2.
Sunday came. Our family put up the tree/decorated it. Awesome. Annalise's boyfriend was up for the week, Stef and Jarett came, Micheal and Cherlyn were there with their kids. I love our Christmas traditions, and our family.
As far as the weekend went it was really good. However, its been a LONG time since i've had a weekend that has made me feel so lonely. There have only been a handful of weddings i've been to where I came out feeling like I needed to get married... and having my siblings and their significant others around, and seeing how happy they are. Everything about the weekend just made me wish I HAD that.
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