Wedding Day Recap

Hello fellow blog readers!

I thought I would do a couple of wrap-up posts before I transfer you all to our married blog.

(Which, by the way, is still a work in progress).

Here I am, two and a half weeks after our big day.
I have a husband now.
A new last name.
A new life.
And I couldn't be freaking happier.

August 3 was the best day of my life.
Our wedding was perfect.
And when I say perfect, I mean it literally was perfect.
Even my sister-in-law said, "Everything is so perfect. Too perfect. I'm almost annoyed at how perfect it is."
There were no glitches, no problems, no family drama.
My dress fit.
The decorations looked lovely.
Flowers on Main did a great job with all of the bouquets, boutineers, and corsages.
Our reception food (ice cream) was a huge success.
I didn't pass out walking down the aisle.
Trevor didn't run away at the alter.
President Lefler didn't lecture us for not getting married in the temple.
Highland Gardens was very accommodating and a great location for everything.
All of those months of stress, tears, anxiety, projects, frets about money, arguments with Mom and Dad, late night pinning on Pinterest, woes...
it was all worth it because now I'm married to my best friend.

So we went up north on July 31, and I could keep thinking the whole ride up was "Oh my gosh, the next time we go home to Cedar we're going to be married!"
It's a very intimidating and happy thought.
The few days left before the wedding were filled with last minute things.
I made some last minute crafts,
we got our marriage license,
we took my wedding ring to be re-sized and soddered together (thanks to Morgan Jewelers, it only took 48 hours!),
we picked Cameron up from the airport,
we picked up my big bridal picture from our photographer,
we stressed when we found out Aubrey's flight from Monterrey to Utah was cancelled,
we ate at Buffalo Wild Wings with Tyler and Shannon, Cameron, and Tedo,
we loaded three vehicles up with decorations, luncheon items, and reception stuff,
and we were able to decorate Highland Gardens a day early because someone cancelled their event.
That truly was the biggest blessing, because then all of us weren't running around with our heads cut off.
The ice cream machine worked,
every decoration was in place,
and we were ready to get married.

When Saturday morning finally rolled around, I was surprisingly calm.
Trevor was even calmer than I was.
Sure there were butterflies in my belly all day, but I wasn't freaking out and my ever-constant anxiety and over worrying was gone.
Family started arriving at Highland Gardens a little bit early, but it gave us a chance to really mingle before we ate.
My great-aunts arrived with the flowers for our ceremony,
and finally the food was ready to be served.
We may or may not have ended up with an ice cream bucket full of pulled pork and a bag of mac salad, but I'd say that the food was a hit.
My fiance and I parted ways as single people for the last time as he went to Cabelas with the family (and when I say family, I literally mean the whole damn family on both sides) and I went to get my hair done.
Trish did a great job

Both Trevor and I arrived a little after four to Highland Gardens (even though I had threatened him with his life if he was late), so I was feeling rushed to get ready.
My wonderful videographer Taylor was already ready to roll,
and of course Dave was there too.
Aunt Shelly and cousin Chyann hung out with us girls in the dressing room.
Shell was a huge help, running around and making sure that everyone had
I put on my makeup, slipped off my clothes, and stepped into my dress with my mom's assistance.
The more I looked in the mirror, the more nervous I started to get.
It was an excited nervous, but those butterflies were moving like crazy.
Hailey and Aubrey looked great in their bridesmaid outfits, and our little flower girl Cora was adorable.
Hay-Dawg helped me put on my green shoes and both girls worked their hardest to make sure I didn't pass out.
We started the ceremony a little after five, thanks to those damn flowers and trying to figure what went to who.
By the time I had my bouquet in my hands, my dad at my side, and the song started to walk down the aisle to, I was ready to pass out.
And then, as we were walking under the archway to go walk down the aisle, the tears came.
"I'm gonna cry!" I said to my dad.

Walking down the aisle was a blur.
The ceremony was a blur.
But the kiss when he pronounced us husband and wife was heart-stopping.
President Lefler even remarked, "I think they've practiced!"
We exchanged rings, and then it was done.
We were husband and wife.

All of our family came up to greet us and give us hugs.
Of course our parents' were crying, but I didn't expect both of my little brothers to be shedding tears either.
Ok, so a lot of people were crying. ;)
Then came the family pictures.
That was the biggest pain in the ass.
Ever.
I never want to take another family picture again.
By the time 7 o'clock rolled around, Trev and I were done.
But being the good little bride and groom, we stood with our parents and greeted friends and family, all wishing us congratulations and well wishes.
Thank the Lord for my cousin Colton who brought Trevor and I ice cold 32 ounce Mountain Dews,
and for our family friend Trish who was constantly checking on us,
and for my sweet bridesmaids who were also making sure that I had plenty of water so I didn't pass out.

9:00 didn't come fast enough.
I threw my bouquet to the one who wanted it most,
Trevie took off my garter with his teeth and unsuccessfully flung it to his oldest brother,
we cut the cake and smeared some frosting,
and then we danced.
My daddy-daughter dance had everyone in tears because no one was expecting it.
At the end of our dance, my dad took the mic from Trevor and said, "21 years ago, this song was playing when my daughter was born. The nurses didn't give her to her mother like they normally do; instead, they put her in my arms and she's been my little angel ever since. She's yours now. You take care of her."
Then, almost as if it was practiced, my little brother cued the music for mine and Trevor's song.
It was like one of those perfect movie moments.
I couldn't hold back my tears.
Neither could my new husband.
We danced in each other's arms and exchanged sweet kisses.
Indeed, this life would kill me if I didn't have you.

We wrapped up the night with a mock sparkler send off.
Basically, Trevor and I ran under the lit sparklers three or four times, because I didn't want to leave the reception center in my dress.
Everyone was laughing and cheering, and I'm sure Dave got some great pictures and Taylor ended up with some awesome footage.
I'm excited to see the results from both of them.
We changed out of our outfits and said our goodbyes to our family.
Our car, thanks to my brothers and Tyler, was properly adorned with toilet paper, shaving cream, a string of cans, and window marker, making it extremely hard to drive.
As we pulled out of Highland Gardens, someone over in the Lone Peak High School parking lot started setting off fireworks.
It literally was the perfect end to the most perfect day.

We stopped at the car wash before we headed to our hotel, and that's when it hit me that I had to pee so damn bad.
Alas, the gas station was closed and there was no bathroom to be found.
So I bounced around like an idiot holding my crotch, trying not to pee my pants.
We made a pit stop at Wendy's for some food and then headed to our oh so luxurious Super 8 motel.
Who knew I would have the view of Lehi High School and the Roller Mills on my wedding night?
As I lay next to my husband and held him as he slept, I couldn't help but to ponder.
I thought my life would end up one way,
but it ended up totally different than planned.
I wouldn't change a single thing.
The Lord truly does have a mind of his own, and keeps you on your toes.
Nothing ever goes according to plan.

Looking back, everything seems to be a blur.
What people say about your wedding day is right;
it's long,
you don't get to eat the reception food,
you end up hating pictures by the end of the night,
you don't remember who came through your line,
it's all a blur.
But one thing is for certain: you end up married to your best friend and there's no changing that.

I am now, officially, Natasha Lyn Green.

Wife of Trevor Green.

Here's to forever and ever, my love.