Archive | September, 2010

Wedding – Part 4

29 Sep

The Mr. and Mrs.

And so it was that Beckie and Jason began their life together. And this post is going to be entirely devoted to the pictures. Enjoy!

The beautiful Beckie

The Wedding Party: (L-R) Tiffany, Myself, Linda, Beckie, Jason, Keith, Matt and Kenny

Those strings were just irresistable for Jason!

Where's Matt? He seems to have disappeared!

The Girls

My Dad wearing Lola's hat

And my mom in the background with the most awesome smile I’ve ever seen. That, my bloggy friends, is true laughter right there.

A well-deserved swat with the bouquet

I'm honestly not sure what's going on here...

The Rings

Well what do we do with THESE?!

and finally…

The Dance

Oh and one more…because I can’t finish this wedding series without a picture of the bride and her goddaughter!

Auntie Beckie and Lola


Wedding Part 3

27 Sep

So we made it to the lodge relatively unscathed by the downpour which had ruined our plans for an outdoor wedding. The girls adjusted our hair, checked our makeup and re-checked bra straps to make sure they weren’t showing. Then we all lined up on the stairs to await our cue.

Okay, so I wasn't looking. So sue me. I had dress issues since I'm so short.

I also want to share with you the processional song. Beckie decided to follow my lead with picking a song to walk in to. I chose a song by my favorite band, Aerosmith. She chose one from her favorite band, the Backstreet Boys.

Even though we’d originally been a little “iffy” about this choice, it was absolutely perfect. If I was going to choose a song for Beckie’s wedding myself, I’d choose this one all over again.

As the music played and we all walked in, Jason waited patiently for his first glimpse of his bride.

Looking snazzy Jason!

And that first glimpse was well worth it. Beckie was absolutely stunning and her face practically glowed as she walked in on her father’s arm.

My father performed the marriage ceremony (he’s an ordained pastor) and the bridal attendants gave the evil eye during the “speak  now” part to make sure everyone “forever held their peace”.

Speak and DIE!

Beckie and Jason were married while seated in front of the fireplace in the lodge and when they were pronounced husband and wife everyone cheered.

It was a long kiss...seriously.

The wedding went off without so much as a speedbump, despite the last-minute change in location. By now the rain had eased up…and we headed outside to take some pictures!

Next post…more pictures than you ever need to see in one place!

(Photos on this post courtesy of Adam Colbourne)

We Pause For a Moment…

24 Sep

to bring you this public service announcement.

Just this past week, on a forum I frequent we were informed of the passing of a young mother with two small daughters. She was overcome by the disorder known as Postpartum Depression/Postpartum Psychosis and took her own life.

Too long has there been a stygma attached to this disorder, causing women to feel ashamed to seek help or talk about how they feel. After all, we just had beautiful healthy babies. What is there to be depressed about? Lots of women can’t have children at all, we should feel grateful. We do feel grateful. It’s not lack of gratitude that causes PPD. It is a disease like diabetes or cancer. You wouldn’t feel ashamed to seek help for those illnesses, so why should women feel ashamed to seek help for postpartum depression?

Please, if you are suffering from PPD/PPP, talk to your doctor. There is help to be had. Don’t suffer in silence. Don’t allow this disease to swallow you whole. If you suspect that someone you know is suffering from PPD/PPP, please reach out to them and let them know that you’re there to help. Encourage them to get the help they need.

1-800-273-TALK is a Free 24 Hour Hotline that directs you to your closest crisis center

Postpartum Support International

Thank you for your time. Next post I will return to my regularly scheduled blogging.

Wedding – Part 2

22 Sep

Let all thy joys be as the month of May,
And all thy days be as a marriage day.
~Francis Quarles

The night before the wedding was a sleepless one. Beckie and I shared a room in our suite at the villa and neither of us could sleep until we received the text from Adam stating, “Landing in St. John’s. Now you can go to sleep.” So we did.

The next morning Lola started Beckie’s day out right. The little princess was laying in mama’s lap and when Beckie rolled over and said “Good morning Lola,” Lola laughed for the first time. It was like her little wedding gift to her godmother and Beckie was thrilled.

It’s a good thing that Lola decided to give Beckie a little sunshine because the sky overhead promised no such gift. It was pouring rain. So much for an outdoor wedding. We didn’t worry about that right away though and instead got breakfast and headed to the lodge to decorate for the reception. We opened big boxes that contained the wine glasses that Beckie had shipped to Newfoundland the week before the wedding and painstakingly wound ribbons and filled them with candy.

Brutally hot in that lodge until we begged them to turn on the AC!

After we were pretty much finished the decorating, the time had come to face the facts. The weather wasn’t clearing up to grant us the outdoor wedding we’d planned. Alternate arrangements had to be made, so Beckie chose her second favorite location – next to the fireplace in the lodge. We did two quick runthroughs of the ceremony – one without Beckie and one without Jason since the groom refused to see the bride before the wedding! – and practically ran back to the villa to start getting ready. Our spirits had begun to lift, however, because Linda had returned and Adam had arrived! Of course, we nearly drowned on the run to the villa, it was raining so hard.

So much rain and water!

The frantic preparations began. There was hair to be done…

Michelle fixing Tiffany's hair

Bling to be added to updo’s…

Yes, the bride's momma did her hair!

Pretty purple shoes to be buckled…

Bride's aunt (me!) did her pedicure the night before!

And of course…THE dress…

Beckie, being the amazing godmother she is – as well as one of the most down-to-earth people I know – promptly sat down and comforted a wailing Lola while the rest of us got ready…wedding dress and all.

On the bright side, Lola was pleasant for the rest of the day

In due time and only 30 minutes late – a miracle when you consider that the mother of the bride had only made it back to the villa an hour before! – we got into Keith’s rental car and drove the 20 seconds to the lodge so that we wouldn’t get soaked. Then we took a deep breath and prepared ourselves. The moment had come!

Stay tuned for part 3…ceremony time!

(Pictures in this post courtesy of Amy Martin and Adam Colbourne)

Wedding – Part 1

19 Sep

In a time when nothing is more certain than change, the commitment of two people to one another has become difficult and rare.  Yet, by its scarcity, the beauty and value of this exchange have only been enhanced.  ~Robert Sexton

I couldn’t do just one post on Beckie’s wedding. It couldn’t be done. So for the next several posts I’m going to share the pictures and story of the wedding of my sweet niece.

If you don’t remember how special Beckie is to me, you might want to check out my post on November 9, 2009, which was a birthday post for her. Beckie and I have always been very close, more like sisters. In fact, she always called me “Sissy” and almost 20 years later, still does. When she asked me to be her bridesmaid, I was more than touched. I was so honored that she wanted me to be a part of the most special day of her life.

So on September 1st, we made our way to Marble Mountain in Corner Book, Newfoundland to make the preparations for her wedding the next day. It’s a very pretty place and I can definitely see why she chose to get married there.

The lodge and villa at Marble Mountain

 Beckie and her fiancé Jason drove over with their friends Keith and Amy and their baby Charlotte, arriving long before myself and my sister Linda, who drove over with Lola after we got up and felt like moving. Yeah…we’re not morning people. It was a pretty uneventful drive, only having to stop to feed Lola once and then stop again to change her diaper. When we got there, we went to our room to settle in and start the rehearsal.

Beckie wanted to be married outside, on the little bridge near the pond. We had to overcome several obstacles to do this.

Waiting for the music to start...

Obstacles such as how to get the music to play loudly enough from an iPod broadcasting through a car speaker to hear it from the parking lot to where we were standing…

Holy cow I'm SHORT!

…what to do about the fact that our placement had me standing in a hole and Tiffany standing on a bump which made me look like a midget and her look like a Sasquatch in comparison. As if the 8 inch height difference wasn’t bad enough already…

Finally we all made it there!

…and what to do about the mosquito problem. Seriously, the little buggers were eating us alive. I suggested instead of wearing perfume that we all wear Off! insect repellant!

I’m sorry I don’t have any pictures of the rehearsal dinner…but boy do I have a story for you. Now I believe I have mentioned my nephew Adam here before. If not, here’s a short summary. Adam is Beckie’s older brother. He is also one of my very best friends in the world. He is also Silas and Lola’s godfather. And he proved himself to also be the very best big brother in the history of mankind.

Adam was to be Beckie’s photographer and her DJ for the wedding. He didn’t have much time off work, so he arranged his schedule so that he would be arriving at the wedding location the evening before the wedding – in time for the rehearsal dinner – and flying back out the next afternoon. Yeah. That was the plan.

Well, you know what they say about the best-laid plan of mice and men…and Adam’s travel itinerary was no exception. Fog rolled into town right before his flight was set to take off and he was delayed. Due to that delay he missed his connecting flight in Toronto. Due to missing that flight, he called us in a panic during the rehearsal dinner telling us that the airline was telling him that they couldn’t get him in Newfoundland until the next night at midnight…after the wedding was over.

Well, fortunately we work best in a crisis! As we all called in any favors we had and used any connections we knew, we were able to secure Adam a flight that would land in St. John’s – 7 hours away – at 3am. That was the good news. The bad news was that there was no guarantee of a flight to where we were in time for the wedding.

Linda to the rescue! She and her ex-husband Keith made the drive to St. John’s and back – yes, all 14 hours – to get Adam and make sure he was there in time for Beckie’s wedding. Neither of the 3 slept the night before the wedding but they still managed to perform in their roles beautifully!

Stay tuned for part 2…Wedding morning!!!

(All pictures in this blog post courtesy of Amy Martin, the wife of the best man! Thanks Amy!!!)


10 Sep

is a baby smile with a dimple in one cheek! We finally caught one on camera! I would also like to add, for the record that she smiled her first real big smile because my sister was mimicking “The Princess Bride”. We are so proud!

(Sorry for the lack of blogging, but we were neck-deep in my niece’s wedding! As soon as she gives me permission I’ll post wedding pics and details!)