Marrying Keith 1- before the weddingOctober 2, 2012
On September 22nd, 2012 I became Mrs. Keith Josiah Martin.
On Wedding Day Eve Xavier (Keith’s very best friend) drove from (somewhere around) Baltimore and met at my parents’ house where everyone was gathered putting together kabob meat, lighting the yard, decorating, slicing oranges and limes and mixing sangria, cleaning, and all of that kind of stuff. It all seemed to be going well (besides the fact that I got fired from slicing the limes for fear that I would cut off my finger before the wedding day) until Keith told me that he and X were headed out for the night to go to a party… and then the dormant fire-breathing, insecure PMS dragon inside of me was awakened. I was all “*&##^&%fire*^#@**$%#*#*^$fire*#@insecurity!!*%#fire** #@!fire**you’releavingme$##$**” or something like that. Most human beings react to fire-breathing PMS dragons defensively. Or fight back. Keithy sat down and listened to me, then held me and told me how much I meant to him, and how happy I made him, and how excited he was to make me his. He told me that I was right- he shouldn’t leave and go to the party- and that he was going to stay by my side and do whatever needed to be done and make sure I was happy. In that moment I was reminded of the week before when I was at my little bachelorette party and my girlfriends were discussing boys and boy issues and I was just listening in until one of them asked me, “How does Keith handle communication?” And all I could say was, “…Well. Perfectly.” And they rolled their eyes all Well of course- because Keith is perfect! You never complain about him.
And so, on Wedding Day Eve when Keith was holding me and being… well, you know. Perfect. I just decided to never take for granted how freaking
lucky blessed I was to be loved and cherished and taken care of by a man who listens and considers how I feel… and I don’t even need to unleash the dragon! He just does it. Every day. Sometimes I pinch his butt arm butt just to make sure he’s real. And after we got home that night I murdered his man dignity by making him put my hair in rollers in front of X… who told him he was doing it wrong.
I woke up on Wedding Day to cramps and clouds and felt really lucky and really happy. I shaved. I recruited Little Bro J as my Bride Chauffeur and he picked me up for my manicure and pedicure with Mom and Mom-in-Law. Everyone there thought I was 17 and getting ready for prom. They also told me I had an awesome Mom and Mom To Be. (I do.) Then MiL took me back to their house where the ceremony was to be held later that afternoon. Her house was gorgeous. She, her sister-in-law, and Keith’s brother’s wife had worked so hard on it and the yard, and a beautifully decorated arch… and she and some of the other lady family members had prepared a lovely and yummy lunch for everyone there.
Jessie and Jamie met me at their house for lunch. After we ate Sherry (Keith’s mom) gave us her bedroom and bathroom space for Hair&Makeup&GirlTime. Which was awesome and a lot of fun. I love those girls!
Jessie did my hair, and Jamie my makeup.
I’ll do the Ceremony Part I post next.
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