My future mother-in-law was supposed to make her own daughter's dress, but with all the excitement and other preparations she never quite got around to finishing it I ended up completing most of it two days before the wedding. I made all of the bridesmaids dresses, charging each girl only for the cost of the materials since most were poor college students like myself. I think all my parents paid for was their own wedding attire, my bouquet (which my mother insisted on getting made) and travel from Indiana to eastern Tennessee.
Because my parents didn't have a lot of money, my fiancé and I paid for most of the wedding ourselves. My actual wedding day twenty-five years ago was somewhat atypical. Twenty-five years ago I was busily trying to coordinate a wedding with mothers in two different states and making bridesmaids dresses while trying to finish up my last semester of college. I've never been a big frou-frou, over-the-top sort of person anyway, at least not with anything other than my personality, so I was perfectly happy to have a relatively small ceremony instead. Twenty-five years ago my parents couldn't really afford to give me a big wedding, which was fine by me. Given that I have always been a closet arsonist, there's an irony there I find nearly irresistible. Twenty-five years ago my veil was nearly set on fire by a candle during the ceremony. Twenty-five years ago I was being told by family members whom I barely knew that I looked like Princess Diana. No one had ever thought of doing so before.
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Twenty-five years ago my nerdy fiancé and his old college roommates were occupying themselves outside of the church by rigging up flood lamps on boards outside the stained glass windows so that the windows would be properly illuminated inside during the evening ceremony. They were trying to get me to reconsider my decision by pointing out what an inadequate spouse he would make and by suggesting that he might not go through with it anyway, considering the dinner plate-sized sweat stains he was no doubt sporting under his arms.
Twenty-five years ago I was sitting in my future in-laws' house, fielding a call from my fiancé's colleagues. This just seems highly improbable to me for any number of reasons, not the least of which is that I can't possibly be old enough to have a silver anniversary. Today is my twenty-fifth wedding anniversary. Happy New Year-rock it like it's the end of the Mayan world!! I hope everyone has a safe New Year's Eve, and that the blessings and peace of tomorrow are made manifest throughout the entire year for each and every one of you.
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But mostly I would like to say farewell to the gift of a year, even a bad one, and hello to the blessing of a new year, full of potential and possibility. I would like to say farewell to injury and hello to an occasional injection of excitement. I would like to say farewell to old burdens and hello to new experiences. It has been a year of medical mishap for me, and I would like to see the back of it sooner rather than later, with the hope that 2012, apocalyptic or not, involves less battering and bruising. Literally translated from Old Scots as "old long ago," Auld Lang Syne is a song about love and friendships past, and toasting current friends.* I am personally more than ready to toast 2011 goodbye. Farewell to times gone by, farewell to the old year, farewell to old friends even. I also consider Auld Lang Syne an appropriate song for today because it's meant as a farewell of sorts. It's good to switch things up every once in a while. Because it is New Year's Eve, it seems unlikely that is any song more appropriate of traditional to play than "Auld Lang Syne." I know the song gets done to death each year, but I love this arrangement by my guys, Straight No Chaser. Ole! Ole! Ole! It's Christmas Eve.Tonight is my last video blog for the month of December. Mamacita, donde esta Santa Claus? Oh! Where is Santa Claus? It's Christmas Eve. I hope he won't forget to pack his castinets And to his reindeer, say, On room (Romeski!) Carne (Turf!) Asada (and Turf!) and Sluggs Ole! Ole! Ole! cha cha cha. I know that I should be sleeping, But maybe he's not far away, Out of the window I'm peeping, Hoping to see him in sleigh.
Straight No Chaser - Donde Esta Santa Claus. I hope he won't forget to pack his castinets And to his reindeer, say, On perro (Randawg!) On gordo (Fatty! ) On verde (Green!) maíz dulce (Sweet Corn!) Ole! Ole! Ole! cha cha cha. I know that I should be sleeping, But maybe he's not far away, Out of the window I'm peeping, Hoping to see him in his sleigh. Mamacita, oh, where is Santa Claus? I look for him because it's Christmas Eve. Mamacita, donde esta Santa Claus? Donde esta Santa Claus? And the toys that he will leave.
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