|Dana Cignarella, Rick and Cherie Cayemberg and Jeff Ryan Sr|
My husband and I actually have 2 anniversaries. We had a civil wedding first and then did the proper church wedding later (which I blogged about a few months ago). Why the two weddings? An interesting story...
My husband and I were both in the Army and stationed in Hawaii. We knew that we were going to get married eventually and I was playing the good girlfriend and try not to ask every 5 minutes when it would happen. In September 1999 my husband and I took a trip to Maui. At his unit's last Christmas party he had won a trip for two so we decided that we'd go. Maui was gorgeous (naturally!), but our hotel room was not. No biggie. As my now husband said, "We'll only be sleeping there." So we spent the majority of our days there out and about, which is really what needed to be done anyway!
|The view from the top of Haleakala|
We had decided that we'd stop and picnic on the way down and we did. Rick saw a farm that over-looked the lower "saddle" portion of Maui complete with ocean on both sides of the "saddle." We parked our bikes and climbed over the fence to the farm and sat down. I know...we were bad, sneaking onto someone farm, but that wasn't how we saw it. We just wanted the view. I don't remember what we ate. It was eclipsed by my husband taking a twist tie (like the ones on a loaf of bread) and fashioning it into an engagement ring and asking if I would marry him.
|Rick sitting where he asked me to marry him|
I almost ruined the surprise and busted him that morning before we set off on our bike ride. He was wondering around wearing his Umbro shorts. The only pocket they have is one on the back. I noticed a big lump on his butt and reached out with a "What's in your pocket?" I really was dim. I never thought that an engagement ring was coming that day. He swatted my hand away and I still didn't figure it out. I suppose he moved the ring to a pocket in the backpack we took, which was probably a good thing. Could you imagine losing the ring on a 20 mile (ish) bike ride?
It was only a couple weeks later that we decided to get married. We'd been living together since I moved out to Hawaii about 4 months earlier and he was getting ready to go to a 2 month long military school. He thought it would be best to finalize the deal before he left. Now it was a rush. We got the marriage license and found someone to perform the ceremony. Where did we get married? On a beach at sunset of course! Diamond Head Beach Park (also known as Leahi Beach Park) to be exact. It was a small wedding, and it was the day before he was leaving for school! We had our 2 witnesses and that was that. My uncle Jeff was one of the two witnesses. The other was a friend stationed out there. I would have preferred to have had my Uncle Jeff and Aunt Cathy as witnesses, but because our wedding was so last minute, my aunt had to be back on the mainland that weekend for work.
Rick's family sometimes wondered if he was ever going to get married, so in true Rick form, he called them up the night before the wedding with a, "Hey, at whatever o'clock tomorrow (yes I don't remember the time we got married!) have a beer for me!" The response was always, "Why?" and the answer, "Because I'll be getting married." That's my hubby!
|Me being all girlie and crying|
I get asked which anniversary we celebrate. Our civil wedding or our church wedding. My answer? Obviously the church wedding meant something very special to me or we wouldn't have had one, but when someone asks me how long we've been married I answer based on the civil wedding. Wouldn't you?
|Rick signing the marriage certificate|
|Rick putting on my ring|
|Putting on my husband's ring|
|The card and cork from David Paul's restaurant|