On Friday, October 4th, 2013, Thommy and I are going to celebrate our 5 year wedding anniversary. While we aren’t exactly sure where we will be, or what we will be up to, we know this: we are going to have a party. If your date book extends that far, we’d be honored if you would pencil it in. Let me repeat… there WILL be a party. It is not likely that this party will be a lavish affair but there will be cake. For certain, there will be cake.

We decided on this party somewhat spontaneously (right in line with most of our major and minor decisions). The idea was inspired by a song; one of those songs that you hear for the first time and right away know that a divine voice is speaking to you, singing your life in its’ notes. Every time I hear such a song, I want to dissect every syllable and then stitch them back together with my own hands, making it mine; or, pluck out two or three lines and tattoo them on my skin so I never forget. This time, with this song, I wanted to throw a party.

And so we will. A renewal of vows party. We know it’s only five years and possibly too early for such repetition; but the way we drive we’re going to crash head first into the five-year mark, having run down too much “stuff” NOT to take a moment and thank each other for the ride. Besides, I think that…

life is too short not to slow dance to a song that was so cosmically written just for you…
my Dad wants to walk me down some semblance of an aisle…
I want to wear a dress*…
my Mom wants to see her daughter exquisitely happy…
“the knot” tells us that the Best Man “is famous for his toasting skills and dancing savoir faire”, and we deprived Justin of that the first time…

I know that any time loved ones can come together for joyous occasions is reason enough.

Here are the lyrics to the song we will slow dance to, which I ask you to glance over ~ I hope its’ words speak to you, too. I’ve highlighted the parts that may look familiar – they are the inspiration for both the address and title of this blog. At the end you will find Jason Mraz, my muse, performing this song at the 2008 Nobel Peace Prize Concert. It is a little lengthy at about 6 minutes, but you’ll find magic there.

A Beautiful Mess, by Jason Mraz
You’ve got the best of both worlds
Well you’re the kind of girl who can take down a man,
And lift him back up again
You are strong but you’re needy,
Humble but you’re greedy
And based on your body language,
And shoddy cursive I’ve been reading
Your style is quite selective,
Though your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests
That this is just what happiness is

And what a beautiful mess this is
It’s like we’re picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the
Kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don’t mind my nerve
You could call it fiction
But I like being submerged in your contradictions dear
Because here we are, here we are

Although you are biased I love your advice
Your comebacks they’re quick
And probably have to do with your insecurities
There’s no shame in being crazy
Depending on how you take these
Words I’m paraphrasing this relationship we are staging

And what a beautiful mess this is
It’s like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
Kind of turn themselves into blades
And kind and courteous is a life I’ve heard
But it’s so nice to say that we played in the dirt
Oh, ’cause here we are, Here we are
Here we are
We’re still here
What a beautiful mess this is
It’s like taking a guess when the only answer is yes

And through timeless words, and priceless pictures
We will fly like birds not of this earth
And tides they turn, and hearts disfigure
But that’s no concern when we’re wounded together
And we tore our dresses, and we stained our shirts
But it’s nice today, oh the wait was so worth it.


3 thoughts on “Jason Mrazs’ Beautiful Mess & October 2013

  1. I’ve not heard this song before, but oh….I agree, the lyrics are perfect. I don’t know where I will be in 2013, but I hope near enough in the world to you so that I can come and dance to this ❤

  2. It is humbling that you place my social ineptitude into the realm of “savoir faire”. Rest assured, everything said during the toast will be from the lumpy, thumpy thing in my chest. I can also break it down and show the congregation how to “lick the spoon”.

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