The choice to have the wedding on the May long weekend was always a potential for distaster (as the weather is always so unpredictable), but it was the weekend that they wanted before any other - it was their 5th anniversary, so it had sentimental value to it. The weather was strange - as always. Shannon really wanted to have the ceremony outside at Victoria Park and Friday night, all seemed well. The sun was shining, the weather was warm... and then it got cold. Saturday it rained, and by the time Sunday rolled around there were downpours and it was FREEZING! Luckily enough, the rain cleared up, and while Shannon didn't get to have her outdoor ceremony, she still got to enjoy the park for her photos. All-in-all, the whole thing was beautiful. The pavillion was decorated to the nines and it was gorgeous (I think it was possibly better than the gazebo).
At the end of the day, all that mattered was that my two best friends were marrying each other and that it was everything they dreamed of! Below I am including some photos and the poem that I wrote/read for them.
(** As a side note, my super sweet hottness of a fiance looked SO dashing in his suit... loved doing a "practice" run up the aisle before our big day next year!)
THE BEST PARTS
The best part of love is the everyday stuff,
Having a shoulder to cry on when the going gets tough.
A warm embrace waiting when you come home at night,
A hug and a kiss as you turn out the light.
Someone to fight with when you don’t want to do dishes,
A best friend, for life, who fulfills all your wishes.
A confidant with whom you share all of your dreams,
Who makes you laugh so hard that you burst at the seams.
A partner in crime when you do something dumb,
And end up with those brats that call you their mum.
A person to blame when those kids drive you mad,
To console you when everything seems downright bad,
And to share in the joy as your family grows,
A constant reminder to take each day slow.
A friend to support you when things start to slip,
Like your memory, your momentum, and that pesky right hip.
A person in whose eyes you will never grow old,
A familiar warm hand to have and to hold.
Someone to help you past all the rough patches,
Surely, there will be a few screaming matches.
But the best part of your love will truly be seen
When you cherish the sweet moments that pass in between.
The best part of love is the everyday stuff,
Having a shoulder to cry on when the going gets tough.
A warm embrace waiting when you come home at night,
A hug and a kiss as you turn out the light.
Someone to fight with when you don’t want to do dishes,
A best friend, for life, who fulfills all your wishes.
A confidant with whom you share all of your dreams,
Who makes you laugh so hard that you burst at the seams.
A partner in crime when you do something dumb,
And end up with those brats that call you their mum.
A person to blame when those kids drive you mad,
To console you when everything seems downright bad,
And to share in the joy as your family grows,
A constant reminder to take each day slow.
A friend to support you when things start to slip,
Like your memory, your momentum, and that pesky right hip.
A person in whose eyes you will never grow old,
A familiar warm hand to have and to hold.
Someone to help you past all the rough patches,
Surely, there will be a few screaming matches.
But the best part of your love will truly be seen
When you cherish the sweet moments that pass in between.
Beautiful decor & cake!
The pesky groom & groomsmen playing with hats & canes (& maybe a few bridesmaids).
A few of my fave pics from the day.
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