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Our Royal Wedding

I will admit, I've been a bit Royal Wedding crazy obsessed these past few days.  No, I did not get up at the crack of dawn to watch, but I recorded it and have watched it (a few times - gulp).  All weekend, I can't help but stop on the channel reviewing the wedding or telling the story of Prince William & Kate.  I have to watch to see if there is anything I may have missed.  Then, I found myself completely confused on the royal family, so I've been googling everyone to learn a bit more (probably shouldn't admit this).

ANYWAY - its funny how weddings make girls feel all giddy & lovey dovey (at least me any way).  You don't even have to know the people and you get all full of mush.  Thankfully, I've already gone through the process of finding love, making him realize he loves me back and getting him to bite the bullet and marry me.  I remember as a little girl, thinking about my wedding.  I didn't have any expectations except marrying a hottie!  I dreamed it to be Jonathan Taylor Thomas, Justin Timberlake (ok - I was getting alittle old there) or a prince - what grand expectaions we have as youngsters.  Then, I remember the day I thought about William (my William, not Prince William) and invisioned marrying him.  I got to live out my own little fairytale. 

We got married in a Palace (Cesars Palace, but lets not be critical), I wore a tiara (made of cz, not quite like Kate's), I got to be the center of attention for the day and best of all, we shared the day with family and friends.  It truly was amazing - I didn't stress at all - no Bridezilla here!!  Well, just for a brief moment when my little brother (then 11) didn't want to get his hair cut.  After a $50 cut at Cesars, he was all handsome and groomed and I was a happy camper! 

Our wedding was not stressful.  I don't know why people (brides) torture themselves planning for the big day.  It should be a fun and exciting time.  Who cares what people think you should do - do what YOU want.  That's why we went out to Vegas.  We have family everywhere and people were going to have to travel anyway, so why not go out somewhere fun.  Those who could come did and those that couldn't were greatly missed.  If I could do it again, I wouldn't change a thing!

Its hard to believe we will celebrate our fifth anniversary this July - its true, time flies when you're having fun.  I won't lie - it isn't a bed of roses...marriage is tough & you have to work at it sometimes.  Will can drive me absolutely insane some days, but I do the same to him.  Sometimes, we just need "me" time away from the other which helps us to truly appreciate the other.  I cannot and will not be up his butt at all times - he needs to be able to go fishing or golf or whatever it is he does with the guys...just like I need to shop and gossip with my girls.  Suffocation does not work in our relationship :) But in the same hand, there is nothing better then cuddling on the couch watching tv or a movie (even if its not my pick that night).  Marriage is a blessing and I'm so thankful to have found someone to share my life with.

So, in honor of the Royal Wedding, here's a little tribute to Our Wedding:



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