Remember on Monday when I said I’d scan a few wedding photos for you? Well, since then I decided I may as well scan them all. I really wanted them on disk anyway. Unfortunately, the quality is less than stellar. I’m thinking about calling my photographer to see if the negatives can be converted to digital. It won’t be as good as the real thing, but it can’t be as bad as these!
At the time of my wedding, my photographer did exactly what I asked. He was wonderful to work with and really put us at ease. I loved my wedding and my photos. Now that K is a photographer, I’m so jealous of her style of photography. I wish so much that mine were more documentary and less posed. In any event, it was the wedding of my dreams and I loved every detail.
Although my wedding was much more conservative than K’s, it’s funny that we both wanted a garden theme. In the sanctuary we decorated with an iron arbor and fresh ivy topiaries. I carried calla lilies and bells of ireland. The boys wore calla lily boutonnieres and the girls carried beaded flowers and asparagus fern.
The reception was my favorite part. The tables were decorated beautifully and we had a “memories” table with family photos, memorabilia and our mothers’ wedding gowns displayed. It was the hit of the party. We also had a table with a box and tiny slips of paper to write messages for the bride and groom. We laughed and cried as we read them to each other after our honeymoon.
A few funny things… there is a picture of my something old {hankerchief}, something new {pearl earrings from K}, something borrowed {heirloom ring of my mom’s}, but my something blue was unavailable to be photographed. The bridesmaids are laughing in that picture because we’re talking about how every woman has one boob that’s bigger than the other. Sorry, guys. The picture of me and SD sitting in a chair with no one around just before leaving the church is because the battery in our videographer’s camera died… after everyone was lined up outside the door to see us off.
The funniest part of the evening couldn’t be captured on film. The ladies preparing the food had packed us a wonderful picnic of food to take home with us after our wedding. Unfortunately, they misunderstood and put the food in the trunk of the car we left the church in. If you look closely in the photo of us leaving, you’ll notice that Josh has car keys in his hand. That’s because our plan was for the driver to deliver us around the block at our car. Needless to say, my uncle tracked the driver down and made a late-night delivery to our house that night. He left a picnic basket on our porch and blew the horn!
