We were married six years ago this weekend. It was a beautiful autumn day, crisp and sunny. I have always been happy we chose to marry in autumn, my favourite season. Besides, we didn't have what you would call a "June Wedding". It was non-traditional, in some ways. We chose to get married on Friday, partly because it was cheaper. The bridesmaid wore black. The ceremony was at 5, followed by cocktails and nibblies. There was not a full dinner, no tables, or place cards. The reception space was a former cinema, and our names were in the marquee. We didn't take a limo there, we walked down Yonge St. to the sound of honking horns. Rather than a band or a dj, my friends did a cabaret and sang. Our first dance was the end of the first act. I didn't throw my bouquet to a bevy of waiting bachelorettes. I presented it to my mom, to her surprise. We didn't cut a wedding cake, we had a croquembouche, a cone of cream puffs, covered in white chocolate and strawberries. It was definitely different, but I just loved it. I wouldn't change a thing.
To celebrate, Quillan and I went out to dinner between shows. We went to Nota Bene, a fancy but cool restaurant a short walk from the theatre. It was delicious. Afterwards we went to Second Cup for coffee, laughing at how much we spent on dinner, compared to how much we spent on "dessert".
I made him a layout with one of my favourite photos from our wedding day-- taken just a few minutes after the ceremony, as we were waiting for everyone to file out of the church before making our grand exit. On Sunday, we decided to bring the girls down to the theatre to where I work. I thought it would be good to get it done before it turned cold. Unfortunately, it turned out to be the worst day to be driving in the city. I knew there was a marathon on that day, so I stayed away from the waterfront. Unfortunately, it turned out there was also a parade of several thousand Chinese Canadians celebrating, I believe, 60 years of communism. Traffic was grid locked, and it took an hour and half to get to work, plus parking my car and walking the last few blocks. It would normally take 20 minutes. Quillan was then left to entertain the girls while I worked:It was all worth it, though, because having them visit me at the theatre was amazing. Being my first show since I became a mom, this was the first time my two worlds collided, and it was very emotional for me. Of course, all my cast members LOVED the girls, and I loved getting a photo of three of us in my dressing room spot. Very special.
Finally, Miss Lily decided to get up and starting walking this weekend. It was so fun to watch her learn to balance, and to see her face as she walked forward. She is so darn proud of herself!
Today was rainy, but it has cleared into a beautiful cool day of dappled sunlight. I'm going to take the girls to the grocery store in the stroller, and maybe make meat loaf for dinner. It feels like a meatloaf night.