OHAI! It’s the GREENES here!! We both fell completely off the grid for a while because there were ah.. post-wedding matters to attend to 
Life for the most part went back to the usual after the wedding. I was back shooting weddings no less than five days after our own — my bride and I compared our French manicures and oohed and ahhed over one another’s rings… Speaking of rings, here is a picture I took shortly after the wedding — look, our hands are all dressed up! Our rings of course are the ones that we made ourselves from a single piece of platinum several months ago. That watch on Doug’s wrist is my wedding gift to him, timeless (har HAR god I love puns) and he has a mandate to wear it at our 50th wedding anniversary.
Our hands weren’t the only thing that were all dressed up! Our groomsmen were really rocking some hot tuxedo socks… their feet were all dressed up!!! Observe:
Dunno what’s going on with the rest of Joe’s attire there. I can only assume the rest of his tuxedo went missing some time during the night, oh my.
There are entirely too many special little details and things to share about our wedding day… I can’t possibly do it all in one little blog post, so it will likely be a separate page and section on this website in future days. I’ve written down an account of the day, those moments and feelings that I’ll forget years from now. Will publish it later on when it’s finished, but here is an excerpt:
It’s 4pm Friday afternoon. We are checking into the W Hotel. I don’t match the hotel at all, I look like a trucker checking into the YMCA. I’m wearing daisy dukes, flip flops, and a Hooters cap with my wedding veil plonked atop my head. Is the receptionist judging me? Maybe a little. She sounds like she’s from Australia. Our bridal suite is amazing — a three-room corner suite with a killer view of the Washington Monument and an enormous round purple couch. Oh! That’s what everyone says as soon as they walk in the door. Oh! Ooooh!!
It’s 5pm Friday afternoon. The entire bridal party is in our suite putting things together and being helpful in general. I still haven’t showered. I have cards to write. “Dear Mimi…” I write, as Mimi sits two feet away talking at me about the rehearsal. It’s time to go to the rehearsal. We are practicing our entry and the ceremony. Doug’s father, who is our officiant, is reading through the entire ceremony and I can see Doug beginning to get a little red around the eyes. I am squeezing his hand and telling him to knock it off, and I look over at our bridal party. Andrew has his very serious face on, which is also his very sexy face (it’s hard to tell what he’s going for sometimes). I can tell he’s about to cry. I don’t look at him again for the rest of the rehearsal, just in case.
It’s 7pm Friday evening. We are walking down the block to an Italian restaurant for our rehearsal dinner. It’s warm out, the sun is just starting to set. Doug and I are holding hands. Doug says the first thing on our itinerary for the weekend is over already, so fast, too fast. He’s right.
We keep saying it over and over again, but we had an amazing weekend and we are so incredibly grateful for all of our friends and family who supported us with the process along the way, who offered to help and kept us sane when things got hectic, who traveled long distances to come celebrate with us… to that end, a special shoutout to Jen and SiHeng who flew all the way from Vietnam to come to our wedding (you’ll remember them from our visit to Vietnam and Thailand last year!) I seriously start getting teary-eyed when I think about it, so don’t even bring it up around me. Thanks guys, we’re really humbled.
I especially want to give two thumbs up (make that four, I’m throwing Doug’s thumbs into the mix too) to our awesome bridal party:
We chose them because we love them and they’re important to us of course, but as a group we couldn’t have possibly engineered a more well-balanced combination of FUN and CAPABLE if we tried! These guys moved together like professionals to keep things running and kept us in stitches the entire time. Oh and future brides…. it is tremendously helpful when your “maid of honor” is not a maiden at all.. my Dude of Honor (Kevin) was hard at work and running all around town on our behalf while we girls were stuck in the chair getting the whole hair and makeup thing taken care of. Thanks all of you.. you really made our day extra special and we couldn’t have done any of it without you. Ok stop it, I’m starting to get all sentimental again. Blah.
The above photo was taken at our one and only bridal-party-only rehearsal.. for what you ask? For this:
Totally fun! The above vid was taken by my cousin Aaron, and here is another video taken by our friend Thomson from a different angle.
It was really upsetting to me to not be allowed to hold a camera, even a crappy little one, for the entire day.. and then to have zero pictures to look at the next day! We can’t wait to see our pro’s pics and share them with you, but in the meantime our friends have generously shared their snaps with us … you can see them all here if you feel so inclined, or eventually I will put my favorites on our wedding page and you can just see them there. There are of course, the hilarious photobooth pictures as seen here (click on the picture to see more):
And to wrap up, I leave you with a snap I took at the DC courthouse where we went to go pick up our marriage license (I totally got yelled at for taking the picture too):
What do they know that I don’t know??? Hmmmmm…..
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