This past weekend my husband and I celebrated our first wedding anniversary, and therefore, a poem… about love… and stupid traditions.
Your wedding is a beautiful day,
The best of your life, some might say.
There’s love, family, friends and cake,
And lots of crazy traditions at stake.
So when you’re whisked off to your honeymoon bliss,
There’s still a few details you probably shouldn’t miss.
For instance, an arrangement you might want to make,
Is who will preserve your wedding cake.
Because year-old cake doesn’t sound bad at all,
And the space it will take in your freezer is small.
Except that’s a lie, said every married person,
That delicious cake with time just worsens.
And speaking of worsening, your patience will too,
Because you need the space to store frozen food.
You’ll consider breaking the tradition early,
But if you’ve made it this far, you can make it a year, surly.
When the time finally comes, you’ll take out your cake,
And let it thaw for your tastebud’s sake.
It’s the sweetest of moments when you again feed each other,
But this time pulled faces and gags you’ll smother.
Sure, “day old” muffins and bagels are ok,
But year-old wedding cake should make you delay.
Regardless, it’s tradition, and you should partake,
Because you only get one wedding cake!
*I should note that our wedding cake was beyond amazing the day of our wedding. We had a small, chai-flavored cake (pictured below) for us and our bridal party, and cupcakes for our guests. We served our cake with my great-grandmother’s beautiful cake server, and cut it with none other than a butter knife from my college apartment, wrapped in ribbon… fancy.
** I should also note that if you do a little research on the tradition of saving a portion of your wedding cake, you’ll feel like it’s a tradition you probably could have just skipped. In the 19th century, couples began saving a portion of their cake for christening ceremonies when their first child was born. Now, since couples generally wait a bit longer to begin having children, they save it as a “pleasant” reminder of their special day. I like pictures too… probably better than year-old cake. And now that I think of it, a picture of our cake would have taken up much less space in the freezer…
The day of our wedding:
A year later:
Some things change more than others…