Fran and Jon...the most handsome couple!
Saturday night I had a date. It wasn’t just any old date…it was the social event of the year! My good friend Fran was marrying her wonderful fiancé. I worked with Fran at the Rosie O’Donnell Show. Now I work with Fran at the Martha Stewart Show—as a matter of fact that’s where she met Jon. They are just perfect—two peas in a pod…swimming in a delicious butter sauce with mashed potatoes on the side! I am truly happy for them. It’s such an inspiration to witness two people finding their soulmates. Their wedding of course brought many memories of my marriage to Bob….x amount of years ago. (x = y-z) Yes, I feel like the old married lady…with the wisdom of the old married folk. So Fran and Jon, don’t be shocked if I tell you that married promises sometimes are meant to be broken. (But don’t worry—there’s still a happy ending).
As a young bride I vowed to never ever get a bed bigger than a full size…after all isn’t that what romance is all about? Snuggling up to one another on a cold winter night…feeling his breath on your face—as the full moon shines upon you through the window? Yeah, yeah, yeah, that lasts about 3 months max…but then the snoring kicks in…the cold winter night turns into the hot summer sweat-fest and the kids just don’t squeeze in comfortably in your bed. So now instead of that full bed that I swore to be faithful to-- I find myself asking why king beds don’t come in 3XL.
Another wedding promise…I vow to always look sexy for my husband…no matter what…I’ll never let myself go. Well someone let Victoria’s secret out of the bag…because that tight lingerie with the lace that leaves a rash soon disappears into the most comfortable flannel you could ever imagine. The cute little numbers that looked so appealing on the honeymoon gives way to sweats and anything elastic. You talk yourself out of changing your shirt because the spit-up isn’t that noticeable. You allow yourself to believe that not washing your hair everyday is actually gives a good shine. And every time the scale is up 5 pounds you keep telling your husband to fix that darn scale so it reads correctly.
Here’s another wedding vow we made to one another…on our fifth wedding anniversary we would return to our honeymoon and celebrate our love for one another (in our case…it was not only our love for one another but another, and another and another. In 5 years of marriage we had 2 kids under the age of 4 and one on the way.) There wasn’t any way we were hopping on a plane to Tahiti to celebrate our love—just getting a night out without the kids at the local hamburger place was a cause of celebration of love!
And finally everyone should know that the vow of "I will always love you" isn’t quite what its cracked up to be. Yes… this vow will be true—but unbeknownst to you it is only a mere quarter of what your love will become. Love will remain constant…but it will also grow deeper in ways you can’t even imagine. That handsome lad of yours will become even more beautiful at 2 am when he offers to get up for the next feeding so you can sleep. That wonderful smile of his that keeps you a flutter has your heart beating even faster when he’s shoveling the snow digging your car out of the driveway. Those masculine arms of his become even stronger when he’s holding the baby with puke all over him. He will always offer his shoulder to cry on…he will always have a smile that says it all without saying a word…he will always have a look that makes you know it’s going to be ok. Yes some vows might not stand the test of time—but those are the superficial ones. Love always will…and that’s what’s most important. Love will move mountains; love will be there in your brand new King size bed, love will come in 23 shades of plaid flannel pajamas, love will continue to bloom at McDonalds with kids screaming for happy meals. Love will grow forever. Happy wedding Fran and Jon.
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