The Love Story Featured Bride Sara F., Wedding Location: Minneapolis, MN | Wedding Date: June, 25, 2011
Topic One: About Me. About Us.
The movie The Princes Bride
puts marriage best: “Mawwiage. Mawwiage is what bwings us togethew today. Mawwiage, that bwessed awwangement, that dweam within a dweam. And wove, twue wove, wiww fowwow you fowevah and evah… So tweasuwe youw wove.” A wedding is a celebration of mawwiage. You hopefully only do it once, so you want to do it right; but in the end the result is mawwiage. Like most brides, I am shooting from the hip and planning my first and only wedding. Do I hope that it’s the best party of my life? Sure. Am I going for total perfection? No. Am I hoping to look back on June 25, 2011 and smile? Yes! So, in true wedding story fashion…I am happy to present: Sara and Michael plan a wedding.
Told from the point of view of my future spitfire of a sister-in-law, Molly Cassidy:
My fiancé and I grew up in the same neighborhood and didn’t meet until college—a small private institution three states west. I was an athlete; he was a frat boy with an unrivaled pushiness inherited from his Jewish mother. Three years of propositioning passed for him to no avail, until I gave way to his tiresome antics, hopeful of repelling him into a forfeit. Clichés, however, hold true and persistence pays. I fell hard after he threw me a Sara-themed kegger where I learned that even frat boys sometimes get the girl. And here were four years later.
As you can tell, the above statement is clearly an exaggeration and abbreviated version of the truth. When I tell people how Mike and I met, the typical response is “that’s just like the movies!” Mike and I met while attending Colorado College, in Colorado Springs. We met freshman year and learned quickly that we grew up about two miles from each other in St. Paul, Minnesota; went to rival high schools and had overlapping friends and childhoods. We became good friends within a circle of friends. We were quite a crew, enjoying many a ski weekend in the mountains, Colorado College shenanigans and Minnesota summers. It wasn’t until the summer before our senior year that Mike and I went to a Twins game – just us. We had gone every summer prior with a group of friends. I was clueless to the fact that Mike had had a crush on me. We had a blast at the game, we always have had fun in each other’s company. After a few beers and Dome Dogs (Metrodome hot dogs) we went home. I drove. I pulled up to Mike’s house and as I turned to say good-bye, Mike (with the car door propped to aid in his escape) quickly leaned over, kissed me on the cheek and then ran for the door. With a quick “bye!” He was off and out the door, back turned to me, hand waving in the air. I drove off, confused but ok with the new situation. Friendship turned into dating. Senior year at Colorado College was much like the previous three years: mountains, good friends, shenanigans, etc. We graduated in 2007 and spent the summer traveling Europe and visiting friends and family.
Then and now.
Here I am are, about four years later, hanging out and getting into trouble with my best friend (feel free to insert a cheese- ball sigh here). A lot has happened in 2009. Mike and I got engaged and we now live in San Diego, California. ( Yes, California…and the wedding is in Minneapolis.) We have much to conquer in 2010. First on the list of things to do: Plan a wedding in our hometown of St. Paul while living in the wild west of San Diego, California. Game On!
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