Sally + Pete
We met as teenagers at a dance through a mutual friend, but both had been set up with other people. I remember being a bit disappointed that I wasn't fixed up with Pete, though. We would run into each other over the years, but it wasn't until post-college nearly thirteen years later and five hundred miles away we reconnected in NYC. Sparks flew.
I had just gotten out of a relationship and wasn't looking for anything serious. On our first date, I actually thought Pete was a bit too forward. He asked if I wanted to get married. Not a proposal, just a hypothetical. On our second date we went for brunch in Murray Hill and he catapulted a glass of orange juice into my lap and asked me if I wanted kids. Again, a hypothetical. I thought this guy was nuts, but he definitely had me thinking.
We started spending a lot of time together and we always had a blast together. It wasn't until a few months later that my best friend had to break it to me that I did indeed have a boyfriend. I finally embraced I’d fallen for Pete. He was refreshingly honest and upfront. He didn't play any games. He didn't try to be cool or downplay his feelings for me. He was goofy, didn't take himself too seriously, and and didn't seem to have a filter —just said what came to mind.
I knew Pete was "the one" after we went on a trip he planned to the Adirondacks. There were these cozy cottages on a beautiful lake. We hiked, explored and got lost. We were so comfortable with each other just doing nothing. I thought, I don't need to marry this guy, but I'd be pretty happy doing nothing together forever.
We’d been dating for five years when I took him to Tulum for his 30th. Instead, Pete took it as an opportunity to hijack my birthday surprise and turn it into an engagement getaway. I like to think I never pushed marriage, so I was pretty shocked! I don't even think i officially said yes for a few hours. We celebrated by drinking a lot of prosecco. We wanted to throw a party where all of the important people in our lives would be in the same place at the same time. We focused on making sure the band was amazing and getting everyone out on the dance floor.
We booked Montauk Yacht Club within a week of returning from Mexico. They had a rain or shine plan, which we liked. It turned out to be a very windy day and it rained for five minutes after the ceremony. We had over a hundred of our family members and closest friends there traveling as far as London to be there. I couldn’t believe how nervous I was. I thought I would be totally cool and collected! Complete opposite. Thankfully we took pictures before the ceremony because the moment I saw Pete, I was fine. Especially when I realized he had cut himself shaving (literally the first time ever) because he was so nervous.
We didn't incorporate many cultural or religious traditions into our day, but we personalized everything. Our great friend, Joanna performed our ceremony. My cousin sang and played Israel Kamakawiwo'ole's Somewhere Over the Rainbow as I walked down the aisle with my dad. Our friends spoke during the ceremony, and our siblings stood by our side.
At one point in the night, a guest leaned over to Pete and said, "you know it's a good party when there isn't one person sitting in their chair." Everyone danced the night away and then continued out on the patio for late night pizza and fries. We wouldn't mind repeating this celebration every year. Maybe for our 5 year anniversary. Who knows.