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THE
BIG DAY
Our
entire wedding day was wonderful. I wouldn't change a
thing. Of course, not everything went exactly as planned,
but that's to be expected.
All
of my bridesmaids met early in the morning at my stepsister's
house to get ready. (Our new house isn't finished yet.)
Michelle and her partner from Facial Creations arrived
at 6:30am to begin the task of "making us gorgeous". Surprisingly,
I was not nervous. I thought for sure I would be and all
morning I kept waiting for the butterflies in my stomach
to begin but nothing happened. I was just happy and having
fun. My mother and my stepsister arranged to have breakfast
for us and we were all standing around in our bathrobes,
giggling and laughing and watching each other get our
hair and make-up done. My 3-year old niece, who was also
our flower girl, was in on the fun too. I figured that
Valentino and I had put 100% into the planning of our
wedding, it was time to let go and enjoy the day.
The
photographer & videographer arrived at 9:00am. They were
fantastic. When I was with the photographer, the videographer
was with my bridal party and vice-versa. They were fun,
polite and professional.
 
By
11:30am the videographer and photographer had to head
off to the church to meet my husband and his groomsmen
for pre-wedding photos. They left right on schedule to
meet them at the church for 12:00pm. And there we were.
Still at the house, the pre-wedding bridal pictures finished
early and waiting for the limousine (the ceremony wasn't
until 1:30pm). It was so strange actually, because any
wedding I had been a part of, it was this whirlwind of
activity right up until the ceremony and here we were
standing around, all dressed and ready to go ... EARLY!
So, we sat around and relaxed. My bridesmaids and MOH
were laughing at me "Only April would be ready early for
her own wedding." They said.
The
limousine arrived at 12:00pm as planned, we loaded up
the car with my overnight bag, a packed lunch for the
bridal party to have at the photo site following the reception
and us ... me, my mother & stepfather, my bridesmaids,
MOH and the flower girl. The week before the wedding I
had given all of our suppliers an event schedule and had
allowed time for crises, like traffic, inclement weather,
photographers being late, the limousine being late etc.
Fortunately, none of that happened. It was a bright and
sunny day, traffic was moving quickly (imagine, no traffic
jams on the 401 on a Saturday), the limousine driver knew
exactly where he was going and how to get there. And of
course, you'll never guess what happened.
We
arrived at the church almost an entire hour early!
The
limousine pulled into the church parking lot at 12:40pm,
our ceremony wasn't scheduled to begin until 1:30pm. EVERYBODY
started laughing. Only I would over plan! My MOH went
into the church to see how things were being set-up. Apparently
that started a frenzy of panic. My friend Joanne was hanging
the pew bows and still had everything laid out in the
middle of the aisle, the musicians were just setting up,
Valentino and the guys were still getting their pictures
taken, there were no guests and the priest wasn't ready
yet. They heard that the limousine had arrived and my
MOH says they all stopped dead in their tracks turned
white as ghosts and then panicked. "The brides here! The
brides here! We must have the time wrong! Maybe the ceremony
was supposed to start at 1:00." Guess who that was? Yup,
my husband. He heard I had arrived and suddenly he forgot
when the ceremony was supposed to start. My MOH could
barely stop laughing long enough to tell him that I had
over planned on the time and we were running WAY ahead
of schedule. (Poor guy nearly had a stroke.) The videographer
came out to the limousine and said in the 13 years that
he has been filming weddings, the bride has never once
been an hour early. He had to get it on tape! We laugh
now. I didn't think it was a big deal. I was quite happy
to sit in the limousine and spy on all of our guests as
they arrived. (hee hee) When the limousine driver got
wind of Valentino's reaction, I guess he felt sorry for
him and suggested that he take us on a tour of the city
to kill some time.
By
the time we made it back to the church it was 1:10pm.
Twenty minutes until show time. My parents, bridal party
and flower girl went in to the church. I sat in the limousine
and watched people as they arrived. Every time I saw one
of my friends I'd put the window down and call out to
them and wave. When I saw my grandparents arrive and put
the window down and called out to them my grandma went
into a panic, "Put the window up! Put the window up! You're
supposed to surprise us, we can't see you yet." I just
laughed and kept waving. I was having a ball being Queen
for a day!
I
made my way into the church at 1:25pm and stood at the
back. Everybody remembered where they were supposed to
stand, who was walking with whom and when. Our poor flower
girl and ring bearer looked terrified out of their wits,
but they walked down the aisle, until they were about
8 pews away from the altar and decided to stop. They just
stopped right there in the middle of the aisle. They weren't
crying or anything. Our ring bearer just shrugged his
shoulders and waved at his Dad and stood there. My stepfather
and I were in the back laughing. They looked so cute just
standing there looking at everybody. When it looked like
they wouldn't move one of our bridesmaids and one of our
ushers went up and took them by the hand to lead them
down the rest of the way. By that time everybody had the
giggles, including our niece and nephew.
It
was almost my turn to go down the aisle. The bridal party
processional was Air on G, I had chosen to have a separate
song, Pachelbel's Canon in D. All of a sudden I blanked.
I had listened to Canon in D a million times before as
I tried to visualize our wedding day and I completely
blanked. I looked at my stepfather and said, "I can't
remember what our song sounds like. All that laughing
and horsing around and I can't remember what my music
sounds like. How will I know when to start walking?" Then
I heard it. The musicians started to play and it all came
back to me. I turned to my stepfather and said, "OK let's
go." And down we went. That was the only time I panicked.
Just before the music began. I was very calm walking down
the aisle. Smiling and waving at people. Valentino was
calm and waited for me at the altar with a big grin on
his face.
Our
ceremony was beautiful. We had a full Catholic mass and
our priest tried to personalize it as much as possible.
He mentioned both of our deceased fathers and how proud
they would be and that although they weren't with us,
they joined the celebration in spirit. He talked about
the importance of communication in relationships and remaining
true to our selves. He talked about how fear and jealousy
could be damaging in a marriage. It was all very positive.
We really enjoyed it and a number of our guests complimented
the ceremony. It all went by so fast because the next
thing we knew, Father Peter was introducing us as Mr.
and Mrs. Torresan and all of our guests were clapping,
the music was playing (Mozart's "Autumn") and Valentino
and I were making our way up the aisle. We stood at the
back of the church and held a "mini" receiving line. There
were so many people who came to the church that we just
didn't feel right running off into the limousine. The
line moved quickly and it was nice to have the opportunity
to say hi to people as they wished us well. I think it
was also important to our guests to have the opportunity
to congratulate us as well.
Val
and I rode in the limousine together to the photo site
(Mississauga Civic Centre). Each of our attendants rode
with an usher in their respective cars. People were honking
their horns as they passed us. I rolled the window down
a few times and kept waving at our MOH and Best Man who
were in the car behind us. It was just SO much fun and
it went by SO fast!
We
finished our photos on time -- 4:45pm and again, traffic
on the highway co-operated with us and we made it to the
hall by 5:15. Cocktails were scheduled to begin at 5:30pm
(we also held the receiving line during this time). The
hall looked beautiful. I don't know what it was exactly
because I had seen it the day before and everything was
set-up. It looked different - better. I guess it had something
to do with having everybody there, being so excited seeing
everybody laughing and smiling. It was great to be able
to take a few minutes throughout the day and evening to
stop and just look around at all the people who came to
help us celebrate.
I
had asked that Spanish guitar and Latin music be played
during the cocktail reception. It was upbeat but unobtrusive
and went with our theme of classic elegance. During dinner
we had classical music playing lightly in the background.
The
DJ (Bruno) who also acted as our MC introduced our parents
and bridal party and then us. (Introductions were done
in both English and Italian.) It was all very dramatic
and exciting. The dining room had double French doors
and just before the bridal party was to be introduced,
the doors were closed. It was a grand entrance for us
as we walked into the dining room, with flashbulbs going
off a mile a minute (they were blinding) people laughing,
people crying and clapping. Valentino and I made our way
to the dance floor (we danced our first dance before dinner)
and our song played -- Amanda Marshall's "If I Didn't
Have You". Completely unconventional, but when we listened
to the lyrics we knew that it was our song. Everybody
was standing around the dance floor taking our picture.
Our ring bearer (age 3 1/2) and his little sister (age
1 ½) were dancing together it was SO cute.
Our
first dance was followed by Grace delivered by Valentino's
11-year old cousin. (Father Peter was not able to join
us for dinner, but he did stop by for the cocktail reception.)
Our first course was Antipasto, once it was served and
our guests had an opportunity to eat, the Best Man stood
up and gave a brief toast to us.
Following
the main entrée and while dessert was being served we
had our speeches. Valentino and I chose to limit the number
and length of speeches as we had been to a wedding that
past summer where the speeches went on for 3 ½ hours straight!
We just couldn't bear to do that to our guests. We had
5 speeches including our thank you speech. Each speech
was limited to 5 minutes. Everybody had nice things to
say. (We're still not sure what the Best Man, Valentino's
youngest brother, was really trying to say in his speech
-- but it was funny.) My MOH, who has been my friend for
the past fifteen years gave a funny but touching speech
about the antics we got into, as we were growing up and
how our friendship has evolved now that we're adults.
I didn't shed a tear that night, but I tear up as I think
back on it now.
Immediately
after our thank you speech we had our second dance; KC
& JoJo's "It's Real". Our bridal party was invited by
the DJ to join us and then our guests were invited to
come out on the dance floor. Having officially started
the dancing Valentino and I snuck away for family photos
in the lobby. I had left little note cards at the place
settings of those relatives who were to be in the photos.
This avoided having to run around to try and get people
together. We managed to get the family photos done in
a ½ hour. (A record as far as I'm concerned.)
The
dance floor was hopping! We had asked the DJ to play to
the crowd (we also gave him a suggested play list for
ideas of the various tastes that were present). It was
obvious to us that people were having fun. They were jumping
around all over the place.
We
didn't interrupt the party for the official cake cutting.
We did it for the videographer, but nobody was any wiser.
We also chose to omit the bouquet and garter toss. (A
few complaints about this post-wedding from some of my
in-laws.) This was entirely a personal choice. I always
dreaded being single at weddings and being herded out
onto the dance floor. As for the garter toss, we just
don't "get" that tradition. So we opted out.
All
in all, it was a beautiful day. As I mentioned earlier,
it didn't go completely as planned. But there were no
major catastrophes (well, one potential catastrophe -
the Best Man's car wouldn't start and he had to run home
and get Valentino's car. Thank goodness they only live
7 minutes away from the church) and we had a GREAT time.
It was exhausting though. Our feet were sore for days
afterwards. We honeymooned in Cancun for 14 days. It was
sheer bliss! 14 days of sunshine and lying on the beach.
I miss it already.
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