Thursday, November 14, 2013

Thursday Thirteen

It was 30 years ago that my husband and I said our "I dos" and he and I became "us." Thirty years is a long time. Our anniversary is this coming Monday.

I wanted to share this with my Thursday Thirteen readers, so I hope you will forgive me for this once-in-a-lifetime indulge me as I offer up photos of my wedding. It took place on Friday, November 18, 1983, at 7:30 p.m. I'm afraid that instead of 13 photos there will be 26. Also, some of the photos have little spots on them from dust from scanning.

My wedding invitation.

My colors were silver and purple. I wore an ivory wedding gown; my bridesmaids were in purple (and we all wore hats as I refused to wear a veil). My husband and his entourage wore silver tuxedos.
I had more than 150 people at my wedding. It was huge.

My maid of honor putting the garter on my leg.

Final preparations for the big day.

My mother-in-law (left) and my mother (right). 

My bridesmaids, from left: Revonda, Robin, and Jennifer (my husband's sister). 

My husband's father was his best man. This is an especially poignant photo for me since my father-in-law passed away in 2010.

From left: My father-in-law, my soon-to-be husband, and the minister, John Mason.

Ushers Alan and Michael (my husband's cousins).

Me and my father.

My cousin Michelle, who served as my flower girl.

My brother, Loren, who sang at our wedding. My husband's close friend, Chris, played the guitar. 

My future mother-in-law being escorted to her seat by Alan. 

The main event begins. 

I insisted on a unity candle even though neither of our religions really called for such a thing. Our wedding was rather eclectic; I pulled what I liked from various services and we wrote our own vows.
Introducing the Mr. and Mrs. 
The wedding party

Another sentimental photo: the grandmothers.

At the reception with the cake.
I dared him to smash it in my face; he didn't!

We drank from a traditional silver wedding cup sent to us by a relative in Germany.

My husband tossed the garter to the unmarried men.

And I threw the bouquet to the unmarried young women.

Meanwhile, this is what they did to my car.

The newlyweds leave the reception in a barrage of rice. Little did the mischief-makers know, we had never planned to take my car. We left in my mother's.

This is how I remember my parents and brother when I think of them. My mother, who passed away in 2000, and my father still young and handsome, and my brother, just growing into manhood.

Thursday Thirteen is played by lots of people; there is a list here. I've been playing for a while and this is my 319th time to do a list of 13 on a Thursday.


  1. Congratulations a few days early. You had a stylish wedding back in the day... I think I had a girlfriend marry in a very similar hat, and the color purple for the bridesmaid dresses was totally you! Thanks for sharing your special day photos with us. xox

  2. You really did it up right. I ran off to the courthouse intending to just get it over with and ended up with both families standing as witness. My grandmother died two weeks earlier, and I was in mourning, so I didn't wear white. I kind of regret that.

  3. Thanks for sharing your wedding memories with us. Happy Anniversary!
    My T13

  4. Thanks for walking me down (your) Memory Lane. I needed the exercise.

  5. Happy Anniversary. I loved that your pictures looked a wee bit nervous before and glowing with happiness after. That's how I felt!

  6. Beautiful wedding and happy anniversary! Thanks for sharing your photos. I love the purple!


  7. Awwwwwwwwww. Beautiful photos! I hope you and your hubby have a wonderful anniversary!

  8. Sweet and so 80's! I like that your husband didn't take your dare. Your mom looks a little like Liz Taylor.


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