Sitting in the car on the ride home to Yonkers I relized that this was my first wedding. For a girl that is as much a romanic as myself it's kinda depressing. No wonder I'm such a romantic. I want romance soo much, because I've never actaully seen the whole process. But this wedding would give me the opportunity as I thought trying to not think about the windy road that was slowly turning my stomach.
When I finally reached how I got ready in the dress that some would describe as hippish, but is something I described as elegant. Plus it matched my hair at the time lol. And to my astonishment I got ready in less than an hour, if you don't count the hour i spent getting my nails done and a cup of coffee in starbucks...its good to be back to civilization i thought as i sipped in totally confident in my surroundings for once. one hand on the wheel, one on the coffee cup.
The wedding as a whole was small, intamate, and romantic on so many levels. Along it wasn't typical. no one cried accept the groom, my new Uncle Matt. I thought it was sweet but i wanted to pull my Aunt Susie's hair just to make sure she would cry in pain. Serioulsy you get one day to wear a beautiful white dress with the waterproof mascara. Why you aren't using it is beyond me? lol
The reception however is another subject on so many levels. Starting with cocktail hour and ending with dessert one thing is the one the lisit...the buze. Personally I'm not a heavy drinking, but you know how the saying goes..if there is a fountain why not (although there really wasn't a fountain you get the point)
So what does any college girl do...well of course start with an apple martini (heavy sting) then work her way to champange, followed by more champagne. Then I had a good spear and had two glasses of shirley temple with extra cherries. even so though the champange had taken it's effect on me. To the point that I was so timpsy that I went dancing with the rest of my drunk realtives that were having a blast, considering they couldn't even dance to the beat anymore.
I'll give my mom creadit though. she was doing pretty well considering everything she drank.. I personally believe that all the alcohol went to her knee numbing it so that she had the ability to dance that way she did lol. I mean the band was impressed enough to have her help out on some neil diamond songs they did just for her. lol which was fun cause the last time i had seen my mom sing was when she was wasted on my girls scouts trip in grade school lol
Some one that didn't fare well however was my dad and any women at the party that was sitting down for too long lol. He had this weird passion to get everyone and anyone up on the dance floor. not only to dance, but also so he could hurl them across the floor. his timing was so bad that when i was dancing with him i became so dizzy that i forgot what song we were even dancing to, slow or fast. that was because everything with him was fast....hmmm makes me think lolol
Overall it was good though. i'm glad my family let loose. they work really hard and they never get a good chance to have a good time without the kids to worry about. And now that i'm not one of kids anymore its good to be in their club. its almost like the fights all went silent in this wonderful agreement over champagne.
Start with champagne end with water and tyelonol lol
to the next wedding i can't wait...white lillies and all
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