Blog Entry

wedding / iron bowl

Today is my two year wedding anniversary! Congratulate me!

I have to say something about how we picked our wedding dates. Me and Sarah both tried to be ready spiritually, emotionally, and financially (as much as we could!) before we started exploring romantic possibilities with each other. So when we decided to get married, we didn't have anything to wait for. Neither of us liked long engagements, so we figured we'd take about 3 months just to make it long enough to plan a nice wedding.

Well, that's what we would have done. Except I found out after we got engaged that Sarah wasn't a big fan of Winter weddings, because they're too close to Christmas. So instead of 3 months which would put us right on Christmas, we had the choice of 6 months which would be a beautiful spring, or less than two months which would be November.

As you may have guessed from it being November, and our anniversary, we chose the shorter time frame. The entire wedding was planned from top to bottom in 6 weeks.

We got married in the Children's Chapel at Children's Harbor. Some Alabamian kids know Chilren's Harbor as the place where FC holds Alabama Camp every year. The Children's Chapel is really pretty, and our wedding photos have some gorgeous fall colors coming through the windows behind us.

And it was open on Saturday, November 17 on less than 6 weeks' notice! What luck! Or so we thought. (Notice today is November 18.)

See, there's this football game. Ok, it's more than a football game, it is the football game. The biggest rivalry in the history of football is Alabama vs. Auburn, and in a world that revolves around college football every fall, the biggest game in the world was ... guess when! That's right! November 17.

I probably wouldn't have picked a Sunday wedding; the logistics are difficult with everybody getting up for church in the morning, not to mention driving 3 hours out to Lake Martin and back. But one of the guys in my wedding party had tickets to the game, and everybody else (at least everyone of my family and friends) would have to think long and hard about missing this big football game to go to a measly wedding.

So the happiest day of my life was November 18 instead of 17th, because of the Iron Bowl.