Apr 20 2008
Life With Brian
(Yup, it’s Soap Opera Sunday (SOS), folks—even though there’s less than an hour left of Sunday in this time zone. Hey, at least I’m here now, right? The link-list of other participants this week is directly below this post, and more info on SOS is here.)
Due to popular demand, I will now attempt to finish my “Blake” story. The last installment was here, and that was over a month ago. Ooops…
So, we left off our saga when we were officially engaged. I suppose that now would be a good time to tell you that “Blake” was not his first name… but his middle name. His first is Brian. Ah, yes. You know where this is going now, don’t you!
Brian and I had a 6-month engagement, full of all the trauma and drama of two world’s coinciding. Brian’s family was so very different from mine. Heck, Brian and I were so very different! The only thing we had in common was our religion and… The Beatles. That’s right. Those were the only two things we could agree on.
Fortunately, we both enjoyed to debate. (We still do…)
Somehow we made it through those six months without killing each other. There were times when I think his mother wanted to kill me. It’s possible that there were times that I wanted to kill his mother. Hahaha. (I now love her as my own. But planning a wedding with a woman that you barely know and have nothing in common with is… tricky.)
The wedding itself was simple. Very, very simple. As simple as they would let me get away with, anyway. No cake. Please. That was one of my biggest requests. NO CAKE. Don’t ask me to explain that to you. It was just something I felt very strongly about. No professional photographer. Just snapshots, please, if you must. My wedding colors were white and navy, simply because I knew that both my bridesmaids and my mom and mother-in-law all owned elegant navy-colored dresses, and therefore we wouldn’t actually have to buy anything, because how lame would it be to buy bridesmaid and matron dresses that no one would want later? Hahaha. These are just examples of how simple I wanted to keep everything. It wasn’t about money. We could have had the over-the-top, elaborate wedding—there were enough people willing to fund such a thing. But no, thanks. I just DID. NOT. WANT TO.
We were married in the Mt. Timpanogos LDS Temple in the dead of winter. It was the happiest day of my life. Brian was mine, I was his. Not “till death do you part,” but “for time and all eternity.”
And now, seven + years later, he’s still the man I long for, the man I adore, the man I want to spend the rest of eternity with. These years have been full of their fair share of soap operas. There have been 7 pregnancies and 4 children. There have been misunderstandings and even the very rare all-out fight. (That’s something that happens when you have, say, an extremely anti-gun woman married to a man who keeps his rifle in their closet… for instance.) Sometimes he makes me laugh so hard I can barely breathe, and other times he inspires me to the verge of tears. Not one single day goes by that we don’t make time to hang out with each other, because we just can’t get enough of each other’s company. We watch movies, we read books, we talk about anything and everything.
Before I met Brian, I had a rather long list of things that I just had to have in a husband. Things I thought would make me happy. Hahahaha. That list has been burned and replaced. How silly I was! Brian is everything I could have ever possibly wanted, but I was too stupid to know it. We often laugh that we’d have never passed one of those compatibility tests (like at match.com or whatever) because on paper we aren’t at all compatible. But what do those tests prove, anyway! Brian was made for me and I for him. I love how different we are. I love the parts of the universe that he’s opened up to me—things I never would have considered before. I love how life with Brian is never, EVER boring!
And that, Gentle Readers, concludes our “Blake” SOS.
(”Blake,” by the way, is a family name on Brian’s side, going back many generations. We even bestowed the name upon one of our offspring… So, yeah. That’s where that came from. I mean, I couldn’t have started this SOS calling him “Brian” now could I?)
LOVE IT! I was wondering what your husband thought about all these soapy posts…
Oy, now I am completely farklempt. And now I must go re-read the entire saga. I had a feeling about this one….
Sighh….I love happy endings :). Bless you both !
You trickster! Great ending.
We were married in winter, 7+ years ago in the Mt. Timpanogas Temple too.
So cool. Life is good with an amazing spouse, eh?
Oh how I love you and Brian together. That is all
Oh yay-ness! I knew it was about Brian from the first post, but it was still such a delightful saga. Yay for being one of the lucky ones!
A-ha…the truth is revealed. Beautiful. I absolutely love what you’ve said about your relationship. But don’t you ever fight…maybe just a little ? I know I know I’m horribly nosey…and what good would this ending have been if you said something about fighting anyway
Thank you for finishing the story!
Sean and I are the same way. I too have often wondered if a dating service would put us together, almost certainly not. But it works for us anyway. And yay for finishing!
oh, i forgot I was going to start one…. next week?
I was hoping for a happy ending to the Blake story, and am glad that Blake is Brian…Phew!
Simple weddings are great. We had cake at ours, because a friend’s mother did our cake as our wedding gift. My sister did the flowers and her hubby did the photography, and we kept costs down.
Thanks for sharing your love story…
Love reading this one… just drop by your site through the Autism blog roll…
Anyway, I share your sentiments about buying new dress for the bridesmaid and matron and just use it once I mean we all have to be practical and besides it’s the bride and the grooms day and not the other people.
Love the idea of your SOS
Yikes the mother-in-law, when I was reading that part I had the Monster-In-Law movie in mind hahaha.
Happy Earth Day by the way.
A happy ending. Yeah!!! I threw away my list of what I wanted in a spouse, but occasionally I dig it back out.
Yay! I love happy endings! And the funny thing is I made my list and my D had all the things I WAS looking for. But by the time I made that list the qualities were things like: kindness, loves children, humor, pragmatist… not exactly romantic lead material, lol.
LOVE this whole Brian story! I went back and read all the previous intallments so i wouldn’t miss a thing…No WONDER you were all over me to fill in the details on how i met mine!
And truly it is so refreshing to hear you talk about how much you love each other, love to spend time together, and are truly made for each other, despite — and maybe because of — all the differences. The world needs more of this brand of love.
I like the ending! And glad it’s not an ending at all, just a good introduction to the wonderful life you two have from now on.
My hubby and I never tire of spending time together–never run out of things to gab about–although after all these years together, we can tell each others’ stories better than we can tell our own LOL.
awwww now that is just sweet! I gotta tell you there are people who tell me all the time that they can’t stand to be around their husband for too long and I so just do not get that. I lose sleep at the end of really long days when I need to get up early just so I can talk to mine, because I HAVE to. I love to see other people are the same way. I was starting to wonder if I was a freak or something. (I am, but . . . )
That wasn’t too soapy, that was sappy-sweet perfect! Congratulations on the great happy beginning.