One year married

The first day of July. Our wedding day.

David and I celebrated our one year anniversary! Hot dog! It seems to have gone by insanely fast, this past year of good ole marriage. Granted it may have felt like ten years for David LOL. I’m NOT easy. Reaching the “one year” milestone I’m obviously an expert on the institution of matrimony, so watch me now disclose all of my marital wisdom, flip of hair, ahem.

Right.

Truthfully I’m not an expert on relationships period. This is this girl who floundered through dating (ohhh the embarrassing stories I can tell you! The shame! THE SHAME.) But it’s nice, nice being married. Apart from the occasional emotional breakdown on my part (pray for David, guys LOL) marriage thus far has felt stable, secure, relaxing. I love the simple fun we have hanging out, eating out. Your default adventure partner. Like the old days in junior high when you had that steady best friend where you did everything together and went everywhere together. Nothing has felt too fussy, just comfortable. Neither of us are gushy gushy people, in fact we both show our affection by intentionally driving each other crazy for kicks. Honestly, he’s the FIRST guy who could take my merciless, sarcastic teasing. Even better, he gave it right back. Sarcasm is my love language. It’s true. Nothing better than annoying the crap out of your spouse, that’s true love right there, kids LOL.

Anyway.

I marked the auspicious occasion by bringing out the old wedding pretties–my crochet gloves, my 1960’s inspired reception veil, our vintage wedding cake toppers, and even the British sixpence I wore in my shoes for good luck! You KNOW I had to have the legit British sixpence in my shoe. I paid, like, fifteen bucks for that damn sixpence!

I arranged everything like the dork I hum, loving humming while listening to a murder podcast LOL. I even adventured out into the Arizona summer afternoon to buy flowers! In other words, serious business.

I’m glad I got the roses, and the lemons. It brought everything together, our pretty, sweet nothing wedding memorial. I also snuck in an American flag as a nod to us being married right before the 4th of July.

Okay, I adore the fact that we got married right before the 4th of July. It makes it this dual celebration, just that much more festive. You know me and how I like to feel FESTIVE. Also–does anyone else suddenly take particular pride of the month they were married in? I’m strangely proud of being a “July bride”…as if I joined some invisible sorority of brides past. July brides, raise your hands! There I be, shooting my hand in the air, vigorously swinging it back and forth.

Speaking of July brides… do you know who else have been July brides? Princess Diana, Sarah Duchess of York and Princess Beatrice of course. I say this drinking my Big Gulp soda with my pinky up, by the way. Okay but… July 1st is actually Princess Diana’s birthday. I SWEAR I did not know that when we set the date. You gotta believe me. I’m crazy…but like, not that crazy? Okay…maybe I am that crazy but this time it was not on purpose, purely accidental!

Anyway, back to what I was saying…is that a thing? Like do December brides all get together and be like…we got married in DECEMBER. Before CHRISTMAS dammit! And do October brides love the fact they got married in October? Like they now somehow have an edge over the rest of us basic fall broads???

Anywaaaaay.

Obviously I’m new at this “anniversary” thang, and being someone who is quite the traditionalist, as well as someone who married at age 35 and kiiiiind of late to the game, I thought a bit about what exactly do people “do” for their wedding anniversary and what would David and I “do.” Our tradition, our thing.

I liked the idea of setting out a little display of our wedding pretties (eventually I’ll get our wedding album put together, hopefully sooner than later, umm yikes.) Another idea I like is OMG CAKE. Of course we had our “first anniversary” cake from our reception this year. But in the future I kinda like the idea of hiring a baker for a proper pretty cake, bringing in the aesthetic/theme from our wedding day. For us that would mean yellow, lemons, daisies, red gingham, pinwheels, picnics! Like…how damn adorable will our future kids and anniversary cakes will be??? Tee hee. I laugh but I do have a Pinterest board with ideas that I’ve tucked in to my back pocket, ahem.

I have also seen a few of my friends on Instagram who actually celebrate their wedding anniversary as a type of “family birthday” celebration with their kids, with the idea that their wedding was the birth/start of their family. Okay, cuuuuute. I also like the idea of a more classy-dressy-put-on-perfume-and-lipstick-let’s-go-out-to-dinner-babyyyyyyy.

So far, the two things I’ve decided on is that there will always be cake and a little wedding display.

This year David and I voyaged back to Prescott where we got married (and hopefully, I’m doing my best to convince him, where we will move and live LOL.) It was a kickstart to the 4th of July weekend and we said hello to our little yellow wedding house and ate at the same little diner next door where we had breakfast the morning after our wedding day.