7 Years Already

I can't believe it has been seven years since Adam and I got married. It was a fun by crazy day. When I say crazy, I mean we kept losing needed things. Not funny on the wedding day, but really funny to think of now.

Funny lost item part one:
The day before the wedding we went to get our marriage license. No biggie. Fast forward to the day of the wedding. The girls and I were all getting ready in our room. Leisa, Jill, Kaytee, Anna, and Jennifer. My Mom, Bonnie, her best friend Jackie, Jackie's daughter Kelsey, and Bonnie's Aunt Hazel are all there to get everything cleaned up for the reception that will be in our suite following the ceremony. I give Jill, my maid of honor, the marriage license and ask her to be in charge of it. "Sure, I got it." We head downstairs for the wedding. The wedding coordinator comes in the room and asks for the marriage license, I tell her my sister Jill will be down with it in a minute. Okay no problem. Jill comes in the room and I tell her that they need the marriage license now. Her face goes blank. Ummmmmm. She forgot it upstairs, no biggie. She and a few others go upstairs to look for it. No one can find it. So a few more people go upstairs to look for it. At this point the wedding coordinators is telling us that if we can't find it soon we will have to come back later to get married. There is another wedding that has booked the room. Starting to stress. Finally everyone comes back down with it. My mom had found it, in a shoe box, on top of the safe in the closet. We don't know who put it in there, but we are just glad we found it. Okay the wedding can start now.

Or so we think.

Funny lost item part two:
**Back story: I called the boys room the morning of the wedding to tell Adam that his bag with all his contact stuff was in our room. He said that he'd sent Bo up to our room to get it and my ring. So Bo is woken out of a dead sleep to get this stuff from me.**
The wedding coordinator pops her head in the ask where my ring was. The preacher wanted to make sure that Jill, the maid of honor and Casey, the best man had the rings. I told her the Bo, my brother has my ring and Jill already has Adam's. She leaves and comes back a minute later with Bo. So I ask Bo where my ring is. Blank look. He doesn't remember who he gave the ring too or if he left it in the room. He just doesn't know. I bust into tears. I am mostly sad because my ring is actually Adam's late grandmother's ring. We aren't going to postpone the wedding to look for the ring, so Anna and Jennifer both say that I could use their engagement ring as a stand in so that we can do the ceremony. Jennifer's ring doesn't fit, so I borrow Anna's ring. The wedding can finally start. Yay. I'm still a little upset during the ceremony because of the lost ring, but am so excited to be marrying Adam. After the ceremony we go into a portrait studio and start taking wedding pictures. Jill runs into the studio with my ring. Yay. We ask her who had the ring and none other than Aunt Mariah. How did Aunt Mariah end up with it? So this is the story. Bo gave Adam the ring. Adam gave it to my mom who was helping out with Devin, the ring bearer. When Adam asked my mom where the ring was she said she gave it to Leisa. But she really gave to Aunt Mariah. I couldn't care less after I got my ring back. It was a funny story starting the next day.


Adam I love you more today than our wedding day seven years ago. I am such a lucky girl.