It’s so hard to believe that it’s been a little over 8 months since the wedding. This time last year I was in the midst of invitation ordering and designing, plugging away at numbers to determine what type of dinner we were going to do, who all was being invited… then poof. It was over and we were laying on the beach in The Bahamas. And then, fast forward 8 months and I’m sitting at my desk at work, dreaming of that island paradise.
As the days and months have ticked on, I’ve been waiting, mostly patiently, for our photographer to get back to us on a) the dvds of all the pictures and b) the start of our wedding album. I got a call from him on Christmas Eve to make plans to meet up to get the dvds and get started, but we haven’t heard from him again. I’ve actually found out since then that it takes him 3-4 years to get albums to people. I’m not in town to show up to his office, so I’m sure I’ll be on the longer end of that time frame.
Thanks to one of my sister’s friends, I got the grand idea to make the album myself. So, I downloaded two different software packages and got to work. I made 40 pages (or so I thought…) of gorgeous pictures, of everything from the rehearsal to getting ready, to our first kiss as man and wife to our last kiss at the reception. I uploaded it Saturday, got the confirmation email today and hurried to check everything out.
My album was actually 80, thick pages of 12×12 awesomeness. I had NO idea!! Then, I did some searching and found out they only take 54 pages. So, I had to go through and decide what to get rid of. They do, thank goodness, allow the option to create new pages and upload them, otherwise I’d have to get rid of either my “first look” or his “first look”. It’s been a hard decision, but I think I’ve narrowed it down. I do think though, that I’m going to put together a photobook of a ton of the pictures, since there are so many good ones I don’t want to lose.
Even if it is something that ends up in my “life trunk” (aka a trunk in our room of things I’ve collected that I can’t give up… concert/game tickets, newspaper articles, graduation programs, my childhood blanket, etc), I’ll still have it.