Eat that Cake!

Today was the day I got married, so I would like to tell you a story.



I had planned to wake up at 5:50, ten minutes earlier than normal. When I do wake up, my telephone was off and on the ground. I was twenty minutes behind schedule. My mother and older sister were in California on choir tour and I was in charge of the Small ones.

I realized I was getting married today, so I had to look nicer than normal. With the help of two different curling irons and actually spending time on my make up, I looked fairly decent. I wore some nice clothes and put my dress, along with my track clothes in my travel bag.

I was still twenty minutes behind schedule.

After spending five minutes trying to give a Small one a pony tail, I gave up and the Small one got a head band instead.

After eating what I believed was cereal and brushing what I am pretty sure was teeth, I left my home with a sack lunch.

Running to the bus, I made it with two minutes to spare. I sat next to dearest Mary and we conversed of our plans and other great things.

The rest of the things inbetween honestly don't matter much.

I go to Teen Living, dressed in white, missing blue, but standing strong on the 'borrowed.' I go into the class with the smallest hope that dear Russ would dress up.

My heart drops.

The boy was wearing high blue socks, basketball shorts, and a hoodie. I hide my disappointment in my camera and take pictures of the GORGEOUS cakes. Ansleigh is talking to him and I try hard not to listen.

After a couple of minutes, our kind teacher asks us to go to our seats and write in our journals. Following that, she asks us to take up the tables and set the chairs in rows, leaving an isle. I go to the back of the classroom and I find out that my father is of Mexican decent. (I'm now half Mexican.)

My three beautiful bride's maids walk down the isle, probably wincing because of the loud Bridal March. Ceasar walks me down the isle and the class all stands. I am smiling and laughing. I don't know why, but for the first time in a while, I felt truely jubulant.

Our teacher tells Russ to behold his wife, and I don't think he knows what that means.

Shelbey begins The Princess Bride Quote Book and Russ looks confused. The rest of the class is laughing and I am too. "Do you, Wuffle Andefynn take Talya Wouuf to be youur Wafe?" After about a minute he realizes she was talking to him. I was so scared he would say 'no.' He said, "Yes." I felt so relieved! I say "Yes" and now we may Kiss. We get all close and the class is at their seats. At the last moment, we both pull out our HERSHEY'S CHOCOLATE KISSES and exchange them. With giggles from the class and a push, we hug and the party begins.

We are supposed to cut the cake, but it took us five minutes to figure out how to hold the knife together. We are going to eat Austyn's "Better Than Sex" cake and there are little people on the top. Three layers of goodness, People!

They're yelling at me to shove it in his face, but I knew that would call for retaliation, so I kindly put it in his mouth. He does the same and we eat our many cakes fervently.

I dance with my Father and he exchanges me with Russ. After two minutes, Russ believe's he's gone pro. I think someday he'll be on Dancing with the Stars.

The party ends.

The Ultrasound begins and I yell Russ' name questionably. And they all laugh.

It's a girl.

He's got a boy.

He claims he's a virgin. But we're married, so I don't get it.

Just wanted to tell you all: One of the first songs of the party was "Waking Up in Vegas."

Laugh all you want because I got to eat my cake.