I COULDN’T BELIEVE IT…. when we realized that we had really been married for 5 whole years. Time flew by. I was such a baby when we got married, we both were. And now here we are – basically veterans (haha). 5 years ago (as of July 29th) I made the best decision I have ever made in my entire life… to marry my love, my best friend, my Casey Hurt. We had THE most epic dance party out at Eola Hills Winery in Rickreall Oregon. We wedded, we ate, we drank, we had goldfish in giant wine glasses at the food table, we danced the night away. In fact, the party went so hard that after we were instructed that it was time to get the what out of there (around 10:30), people didnt stop dancing until the venue finally shut the lights off on them a few hours later. Like, lights-off-stop-dancing-we-want-to-go-home-you-crazy-wedding-guests. Yes, it rocked that hard.

So shortly after that night, after friends relived their stories and we laughed at peoples wine induced antics and new dance moves, it was decided that we MUST do it again… in 5 years.
This spring, we realized that 5 years had come, and once we shook on the fact that yes, we really did want to do this, we made big plans. These plans included official mail invitations (which taught me that no one RSVPs anymore, and the USPS sucks sometimes), a beer brewing competition (since so many of our friends are homebrewers… maybe my favorite part), so much Charles Shaw (we classy), a KILLER photobooth (I’ll post my faves on here soon), more goldfish, games, fire pit, me in my wedding dress (!!!), ginormous sound system, stage, live music, Cloud Davidson as the DJ (YES!), and soooo much dancing – like dancing until I HAD to change out of my wedding dress because I was sweating so much. Ask me how I planned this in the height of my busiest wedding season yet? Ugh, lots of pulling my hair, and glossy eyed zombie looks when I thought about completing one more thing. That, and my husband is a SAINT. And it was all worth it.

On top of all of that, we had moved away from the beautiful pacific northwest and on to southern California, where an amazing new group of friends had made there lasting imprint on our lives. We decided that it was time for the worlds to merge. So 20 of our closest friends from Los Angeles road tripped up to Corvallis Oregon, camped out in the back yard of my childhood home in the country and celebrated along side the more seasoned friends in our lives. It was glorious. Casey and I spoke our vows to each other again in the presence of those that we love, and then AGAIN, we danced the night away – only this time we got to stay until the sheriff came and told us to turn off the music.

Here are a FEW of my memories from the night… and the pictures that I am actually in, my amazing father took those, we tag teamed