our 6 year anniversary.

well, 6 years and 2 kiddos later, here we are. 8/18/07. our 6 year anniversary.

Kreg kicked it off right with getting out of the hospital yesterday. He was beyond ready. He's doing okay. He only woke me up about 4 times last night with the coughing fits. He's still puffing on the neb machine every once in a while.

It's hard to believe 6 years ago, we were living it up at what I will always call my "white trash wedding reception of the year." Now ~ don't get me wrong. It was a blast and I would never change a thing, but let's take a moment to reflect on a few things that don't happen at normal wedding receptions (or at least any other's I've been too)

1. your guests (okay, mainly friends & the brides extended family) finish 5 kegs of beer in 3 hours. the 3 hours BEFORE dinner was served.

2. during your grand march, not only groomsmen in tuxes but also bridesmaids in bridesmaids dresses are sliding, some belly first, across the dance floor.

3. during the same grand march, people have to exit due to feeling like they were molested.

4. early in the evening, while your elderly family is still present, you hear "Pussy Control" being played and your aunts, while straining to make out the actual words, ask you what's playing.

5. your mother and her 6 sisters are on stage singing "Stop in the Name of Love."

6. karaoke.

7. I believe 3 different fights were broken up.

8. it's a little known fact that after your wedding, it becomes a rule that no one is allowed to bring hard liquor into the hall again.

9. those serving the beer mentioned above were all under age. under the age of 18.

10. once the keg's were gone, guys were bringing in cases by the dozen. no lie.


other memories that I have:

~Kreg shoving cake into my face.

~sitting down to eat and realizing I had to go to the bathroom, and the handi-cap stall was all the way across the hall. I had to round up 2 girls to help me go to the bathroom. By time I made it to the bathroom and back up to eat, the head table was completely gone and I hadn't eaten a bite of my meal.

~throwing birdseed was never a good idea. it stuck to my scalp. washing my hair was a nightmare and I left so much of it in the hotel shower.

~as we are getting into our limo, one of our groomsmen hops in with us and asks for a ride back to his hotel.

~as my aunts were helping me change out of my dress, one grabbed my veil and yanked, not knowing it was stuck to my head with a million and one bobby pins.

~after an exhausting day, making the trek to Houston that night, waking up and realizing that we weren't going to be able to go on our honeymoon after all thanks to Tropical Storm Chantal. We had to wait in Houston until my parents could drive up and pick us up.

~I so proud that I was able to find lasting love and marriage and now a family for my cousin Nona and Kreg's friend Randy!!

I wish I was able to post some pictures. Maybe one day will get a scanner. you know guys ~ thanks for the memories!