Monday, December 13, 2010

DMax gets the Boot, pt 3

We had our Phoenix wedding reception last Saturday. Because none of our friends here were able to attend the wedding in Iowa I put together a video of wedding pictures. The second song is one that James wrote. During the wedding we used the short version of the song for my processional and the version on the video for the Sand Ceremony.

I hope you enjoy the video and that it portrays a bit of the joy we were experiencing that day.


DMax gets the Boot, pt 2

A few minutes before it was time for the ceremony to start, there was a knock on the "closet" door. When I peeked out, I saw that James, his grandmother, and all our parents were lined up and ready to start the processional.

The most memorable aspect of my processional was listening to the song that James had written for me to enter. The song is very peaceful and soothing; I love it. No matter how calming music may be, it is a bit awkward to walk into a room and see everyone staring at you. When my dad and I started down the isle I had a hard time figuring out where to look. Because of the shape of the room I wasn't able to watch James the whole time. We had to enter from a rear side door and the isle had to v at one point so I could get to the front and center of the room. So when I first entered all I could see were our guests on my sides and in front of me and not James. Thankfully I had people I am close to near the entrance of the room so I didn't feel too odd.

The ceremony was perfect. James and I had written our own vows and rather than do the typical Unity Candle, we performed the Sand Ceremony. That was followed up by a perfect first kiss as husband and wife. Time went so quickly and almost before I could blink we were presented as Mr. & Mrs. James Bootsma.

Our reception was a special time of introducing each other to family members. I now have a TON of aunts and uncles -in-law! It will probably take a few years for me to get all the names right, especially since most of them live in Iowa and we are here in Phoenix.

After a few hours of meeting new people at the reception my 4 year old niece approached James and I and tiredly asked, "Can you leave so we can leave?" It was so cute and hilarious. By that time in the evening James and I were exceptionally tired and wanting to leave too. Thankfully it was only about half an hour after her question that we were able to take off.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

DMax gets the Boot, pt 1


I decided that since I'm no longer a Maxwell by name, my little blog should also receive a name change. I have officially been a Bootsma for 43 days now. I have the greatest husband ever and I love being his wife.

Our wedding day was amazing. I really wouldn't change anything.

October 30, my wedding day, started out with a treat from my best friend of having my hair and makeup done. Then I met my fiancee and almost all my family at my oldest sister's house for lunch. After lunch James and I went to our photographer's house to get dressed and to start the pictures. We were able to have some photos taken there at the photographer's house (which was also the house we stood outside of chatting for 5 hours the first time we really talked).

James and I had a great time running around Des Moines, IA having our picture taken over and over again thanks to having an AMAZING photographer (www.sentimentalsoul.com) and my AMAZING best friend who helped me with all the little things, like getting in and our of a vehicle in a rather large wedding dress without getting dirty or tearing anything.

After all the photos, including about an hour of family shots, were done it was time for me to hide in a room that was a little bigger than a closet and wait for the ceremony. Again my best friend, Chris, was AMAZING. She stuck with me for that last half hour and kept me distracted by telling me game scores (not that I EVER care about game scores) and by just chatting about anything and everything that didn't involve the wedding. It was especially fun when my 9 year old Jr. Bridesmaid who was my only attendant and is also my niece joined us in the "closet."

More later...