This last Wednesday, my friend since the fifth grade, Sarah, called me and said she was getting married that day. Sarah and her fiancé wanted to just get it over with and not wait any longer, or fuss with all the monotonous and sometimes overwhelming details of planning a wedding. At first, they planned on a Vegas wedding in February, and now, they just wanted a court house wedding. Sarah was going to wear the wedding dress she loved and bought 6 months ago. When she told me about their new plans, I was eager to ask if she had a photographer, since it’s a new passion of mine, and since I’m still learning all the tricks (and still have a long way to go) and also the simple fact that I believe everyone should have pictures from their wedding! That is one of the most sentimental reflections a couple can have when looking back on the happiest day of their lives. To my good fortune, Sarah told me they did not have a photographer. We then planned on having both bride and groom come over to our house around four-ish (The wedding was at six) to take pictures in our backyard. We have a beautiful backyard that we hardly ever use, perfect for a pre-wedding photo shoot.
Once we all agreed on a time to take pre-wedding pictures, Sarah then called me back and said, “Can we just get married in your backyard?”……….um.. sure… why not! While Sarah was on the phone arranging for an Ordained Minister to come to our house on short notice, here I was on the phone coaxing Mark with the whole crazy idea of having a wedding….at our house… in three hours. Once Mark settled (calmed down) with the idea, he was all for it. Sarah was not planning on making a big to-do about her wedding, but since weddings and event planning are an absolute obsession of mine, I had to make this perfect for her. I also only had 3 hours to get it right. I immediately jumped into my car to buy flowers for her bouquet, and ingredients for her wedding cupcakes.
If I had more time, I would have made her cupcakes from scratch, and to be honest, something more exotic than chocolate and white cake. But with only 3 hours to spare, Betty Crocker cake mix was perfect! I did however manage to make my homemade butter cream frosting, which in my opinion, is the best part of a cake. Luckily we already had a bottle of champagne at our house, so into the fridge it went for chilling. Once I got home, in went the cupcakes. While they were baking, I whipped up the frosting, scooped it into a large plastic zip-lock bag for a makeshift frosting pouch. Once the cupcakes cooled, I snipped the end of the frosting pouch and squeezed small dollops onto each cupcake. At this time, it was 4pm and the bride and groom were arriving at our house in 30 minutes for pictures. I feverishly trimmed her flowers, arranged them neatly into a bouquet, arranged leftover flowers into a large vase for the main table, then tore apart 6 or so lavender colored roses to have strewn about on the pebble-lined aisle.
I heard the door bell ring. I had a good pace going with all the details. The bride and groom needed to change, so by the time we went outside, the sun was lowering itself to dusk. I wanted to optimize the natural light as much as possible. We had a speedy photo shoot and then the guests started to arrive. This was a mini-wedding, to say the least, 11 total, and that’s counting the bride and groom! The minister arrived at 5:45, the wedding followed at six. It was intimate, sweet, and perfect in Sarah’s eyes, and more than she ever imagined. I’m so happy Sarah gave me this opportunity to make her special day, special.