Top 5 Fabulous Things of the Month: The Wedding Edition

1. Barry Griffith asked me to marry him at dinner for our third anniversary, and I said yes! Well, after about 10 seconds of silent shock on my part, he finally said, “This is the part where you say yes,” and THEN I said yes.


2. My engagement ring is a beautiful setting containing a diamond that’s been in my family for about 150 years. My German great-grandfather wore the rock in a tie pin, and then my grandfather inherited it and had it set in a big, chunky, gold man ring. When he died, my grandmother, who had never been given a diamond (such a cad, Jim Schmoeller), had the stone reset in a yellow gold “adjust-o-shank” to fit over her swollen knuckles. When she died, through the kindness of my mother and aunts, I inherited the ring. My wonderful boyfriend had the diamond re-set into my white gold engagement ring, and he added a few small accent diamonds down the sides. It’s perfect, and I love it. It’s the visual representation of our individual history and lives melding into something new and unique.



3. To properly show off my new ring, I got a manicure, and Barry got his first pedicure. The faces he made were priceless. This one was when she slathered his legs with chocolate syrup (he got the chocolate pedicure) and wrapped them in plastic wrap.



4. Just before Christmas, his company flew us up to Chicago for their Christmas party. I had never been there, and I decided to play tourist on the day he had to work. One of my destinations was the 1893 church where my great-grandparents, August (also German but not the ring guy) and Mary, were married 100 years ago this past October. I never met either of them, so my only physical experience of them was standing on their graves at the family cemetery in the Rio Grande Valley while we buried my grandmother. To stand where they started their lives together, not just where they ended, was a surprisingly emotional experience. And now that I’m beginning the wedding planning process, I want to make sure that in 100 years, my great-grandchildren can find the place we began our lives together. It knocks out the generic event centers that likely won’t be around for generations and gives me a bigger-picture vision with which to view this process.



5. This man is maddening, annoying, messy, and doesn’t eat NEARLY enough vegetables. But he’s also kind to strangers in need, loving toward me when I am not, and accepting and amazingly understanding of people’s flaws, especially my own. I’m sure planning a wedding will start to be fun, but for now, I’m looking past it and can’t wait to start our new lives together.