It will be three years of marriage on Nov. 1, 2017! I thought it was a perfect time to share how cannabis helped me remain calm during the stress of a wedding. Here’s a little backstory on how Tyler and I met and how our wedding went. The troubles that arose and all the fun we had.
Tyler Prock and I met in college marching band at TJC, Tyler Junior College in 2006. He played trumpet and I played clarinet. He also had a girlfriend, so I could not pursue him. I was intrigued by his confidence and leadership skills. Tyler was a member of Kappa Kappa Psi, the college band service fraternity, so I decided to join the band sorority, Tau Beta Sigma. Our college years went by, and we both started working and starting our lives.
Towards the end of 2010, I was getting over a long term relationship and had just been broken up with by my rebound guy. Tyler was dealing with the end of a marriage to the girl he was dating in college, and had seen a few other girls with no luck. Our mutual friend who was a frat brother told Tyler to call me. He called me late one evening, after I had gotten home from working in surgery, and asked if I wanted to go to dinner. He listed off three options, the only places open that late in Tyler, Tx., Taco bell, Whataburger, or Ihop. It just so happened to be that Taco bell was my favorite at that time, I’m talking people would give me gift cards to Taco Bell for birthdays and Christmas. He didn’t believe me, when I was thrilled and said it was my favorite, but when I ordered things that weren’t on the menu he knew that I wasn’t pulling his leg. As we said our goodbyes, Tyler went in for the kiss. I don’t know how to explain what I felt, but I just knew that there was something special about this guy. He asked if I wanted to get together in a few days, considering New Year’s Eve was the next day, I jumped on the chance and invited him to the party I was going to. He said he would pick me up for the party.
He was ready to pick me up for the party early, and I was still getting ready, so he got to see my makeup less face, and the look he gave me was priceless like he was falling for me. We had a great time at the party, enjoyed a New Year’s kiss, and I went back to his place. When I woke up that next morning, Tyler had brought me Taco Bell. It was a dream come true. He asked me to be his girlfriend on the second day. To be honest after that first night, I never left, I was hooked to him like a magnet, and he was falling in love with me. After a few drinks one evening we started to tell each other how we felt and we both cried and poured our hearts out to each other after only seven days. We just knew it was right and we were meant for one another.
Over the years we have shared a lot together. We started smoking cannabis together, stopped drinking alcohol together, hosted fun parties, put together a 24,000 piece puzzle, and have spent a total of 9 nights away from each other, since that first night. We are one of those couples that make other people want to be a cute couple. We can’t get enough of each other.
It took him four years to propose to me, even though he knew I was the one, he still had doubt I would say no. He took me to Colorado for vacation to see Big Gigantic at Red Rocks. His plan was to propose to me at the concert; but the concert was the most epic thing we had ever seen, and it blew our heads clean off! He was acting more anxious than normal on the trip and I couldn’t figure out why. He had multiple chances to propose to me in Colorado, but he got scared, and finally did it as we were leaving Colorado at a Sonic, about an hour from the state line. I still give him a hard time about it, and he doesn’t let fear hold him back from what he believes anymore.
Planning a wedding is time consuming, and it is very easy to get sucked into the wedding world. I wanted to keep it simple, a small backyard wedding with close friends and family, and a larger reception… a zombie apocalypse themed reception!! My mom was stoked and really helped make plans, and took care of the decorations for me. I picked my bridesmaids and my mom was very eager to go dress shopping. She convinced me to get this big beautiful dress; even though I was looking for something more simple for my backyard wedding. We wanted to have the wedding on Halloween, but I didn’t want to ruin anyone’s Halloween plans (ridiculous looking back), so we chose the day after November 1, 2014. I also went with “friends” for things like pictures, hair, makeup, and music. There are positives and negatives to most of my decisions.
The big day was incredible! We had a wonderful time and so did our guests. There were several things that did not go according to plan because not everything will go perfectly. Luckily, I had eaten two homemade cannabis snicker doodles because I knew I needed that edge taken off so I could flow with what unfolded. I was unable to get upset about anything. First, my friend that was going to do my makeup was a no call no show, and could not be contacted; my cousin, sister , and I did my makeup, and I had a smile on my face. Second, the hairstylist for my bridesmaids and flower girl was late, but she pulled it off with help from family. Third, the photographer showed up late! The ceremony was suppose to start at 4 so we could kiss and smoke a celebratory joint at 4:20, but I walked down the aisle at 4:20, which is still a win in my books! I never got upset or overwhelmed by the malfunctions; I just went with the flow. I was marrying my best friend, and as long as that happened everything would be just fine.
The ceremony was done in the backyard of my grandparents house, which was a dream of mine since I could remember. My grandfather (Pawpaw) passed away four years earlier and I knew he was there in spirit watching me on the big day. The guests sat on hay bales covered with quilts, and the aisle was lined with autumn mums. The archway we stood under to say our vows was covered in fall foliage. We asked our friend that introduced us to officiate the wedding, and he got ordained just to have the honor of marrying us. I had six flower girls, all dressed as Autumn fairies and they threw out leaves instead of rose petals. Autumn has always been my favorite season and it was such a cute and adorable wedding ceremony.
After the ceremony, everyone headed to the reception. I had not discussed plans of travel for me to get to the reception. I just assumed Tyler would take me, but his best man was ready to get the groom where he needed to be and I was left waiting outside my grandparents house in my dress. It was no big deal to me. I understood it was a miscommunication on my part, but my dad was rather upset. He went on and on about how my new husband left me at the alter! Thank goodness for those cannabis cookies I had eaten. My dad drove me to the reception and upon getting out of the car made a loud remark to Tyler in front of all the guest and his family. To this day it is still weird. My father was a police officer for 30 years and was the sheriff at the time of the wedding and still is today. There were many officers and deputies I had known since I was a little girl, but that did not stop my husband and I from partaking in a celebratory joint. The photographer got some great shots of us passing the joint back and forth, and my dad didn’t know until the photos had come back.
There was so much excitement and people I didn’t get a chance to eat, only a few bites. I think we had BBQ and macaroni, but that part is kind of a blur. The decorations my mom did were amazing and she also added in some haunted house fun to the mix which was slightly off the main theme, but added some extra creepiness to the party. The tables had bloody brains in a glass serving dish for center pieces. Instead of a disco ball, my dad made this grotesque half body with a pair of pants stuffed with insulation. The insulation made it look as if intestines were oozing out of the top of the pants and all of it was covered in blood as it hung from above the dance floor. It looked as if the zombies had already had their meal. The cake had a traditional look, and was chocolate with white icing covered in blood with little figures of us on top holding weapons. “I Packed This Bowl for Two” by the Expendables played as we were getting ready to cut the cake. I was looking around trying to find the knife to cut the cake with, and my dad handed me a machete that was engraved with our names and our wedding date and said, “You’re gonna need this” he has his own way of showing me he loves me. The groom’s cake was yellow cake decorated in puzzle pieces (we love puzzles, and completed a 24,000 piece over our engagement!). A friend set up a special effects table to “zombify” the guests, and then they could get some photos done in the photo booth. Lots of guests got “zombified”. There was plenty of candy and popcorn to go around. Our friend set up his DJ equipment with nice speakers and lights, and we did the usual dances, first dance, dad and daughter, mother and son.
I changed into my reception and we began talking with guests which then turned into more pictures. Another malfunction happened when I went to take pictures with the fraternity brothers. I was going to lay sideways in their arms and they dropped me on the floor ripping my dress! No one reached out to catch me in fear of grabbing me inappropriately. My solution was to go outside and splatter myself with fake blood, it was a zombie apocalypse theme after all. My reception dress was complete with converse and a thigh knife!
The guests were feeling nice and loose with the keg and ample amount of jello shots. Maybe a little too loose. The dancing and laughter continued for hours. My photographer decided she needed to leave early around 8:30, so we proceeded with the exit photos early. I lined my guests up outside half way through the reception to hold sparklers as we ran through. Then half of the guest left because they thought it was over. It was mainly the older people and they probably needed to go to bed anyways. We continued to party, some harder than others. There were keg stands done, and all the jello shots had been eaten. One of my guest had to be carried to her car! Alcohol is one hell of a drug (we don’t drink anymore and it was one of the best decisions we made). After the reception, we still had half of a keg left, so we crashed a house party out in the middle of nowhere. In East Texas there are tons of back roads in the country and this house was off of several of them. I had no clue where we were, but we continued to party until late in the night.
Most people would have enjoyed their wedding night alone in the hotel suite, but we are a little different than most people. A few of our friends said they would have to leave and couldn’t go to the house party with us. We told them to just crash in our hotel room and they could stay out and celebrate with us. We love our friends and understand that we don’t get to spend as much time with them, compared to the time we will get to spend by ourselves. I am still happy about that decision.
The wedding was a success, and the marriage is even more successful. My advice to anyone planning their wedding is don’t sweat it. It is literally one day of your life. Don’t get caught up in the wedding hype; you don’t need all the fancy things or the monogrammed everything. Focus on the marriage itself; you know what comes after that one big day. Enjoy yourself and use cannabis to keep your nerves under control.
Love and Light,