How not to plan a wedding but how to pick your man!

I can't believe it's believe it's been 16 years ago today that Tracey and I were married.

I remember as a kid that the years seemed eternal...summer seemed never ending, and yet as an adult the years seem to be flying by in the blink of an eye.

I seriously don't know what I was thinking when planning my wedding. I mean, I flat out insisted that Tracey wore a white tux. Okay, seriously....WHAT WAS I THINKING? He says that he is still scarred to this day from the flat panel (which oddly enough he prefers flat panel now) bell bottom, white pants.


Oh and then there is the kitchen curtain bridesmaid dresses and yes people...take a close look at the mothers dresses....SAME print as Jana and Michelles, only a different color.






Oh please...where was J Lo the wedding planner when I needed her?


And then there were there were the carousel horses as table top decorations and the photographer that couldn't shoot a photo to save her life. Jen...where were you? Oh yeah..you were probably still in Jr. High.

The one thing I DID do right in regards to my reception was my cake (thanks a lot crummy photographer for not getting a decent photo of it!), and ice cream crepes for the dessert tray.

Another thing I did right from my parents point of view, I'm sure, was doing my entire wedding, dress included for $1,200!

All of those silly frivolities aside, I'll tell you what I DID do right. I chose to be married forever to the love of my life.

Sure we've had rough spots over the years, and it still makes me crazy that he can't seem to wipe up the counter after making toast, but I wouldn't trade him for ANYONE in the entire universe.

Tracey is my best friend, my listening ear and such a great dad.

He loves our Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ to the point that I am in awe.

We've had such great testimony building experiences...especially over the past year that have brought us closer together and more focused on our goal of being an eternal family.

There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think about him or look at him and thank my Heavenly Father for the blessing that he is in my life, and for what a hard worker he is to provide for our family...allowing me to stay home...even though there are days that I'd rather eat my hair than listen to the kids begging for something one more time!

So Tracey John Lee...I want you to know how much you mean to me.

I love you baby.