I had always dreamed about getting married in my parents back yard. They have a gorgeous yard, with treas, and a huge (like 14 foot tall) rock fountain. Perfect for a spring or summer wedding. Our wedding was just about perfect, just how I imagined. The only difference from my dreams was that instead of being on a warm evening, with summertime blooms all around us, it was in the middle of December, in a heated tent.
Because of the training Travis would have to do for the Air Force, we didn't know when he was leaving, so we moved our original date in late spring to mid-December. Looking back, it was good, because he was gone the original weekend we had picked out.
Seven months to the day after I met him (we started dating a few weeks later), I married him.
After all the guests left, we opened presents in the formal dining room (the took the table out) surrounded by our family that had come in from the wedding (and obviously next to my parents Christmas tree!)