I gave my advice to the newlyweds-to-be and I know I'm not supposed to do that. From here on I will keep all my thoughts, opinions and advice to myself. I told them. "All of the planning and fretting and frustration will end once you say those vows. You will no longer be getting married, you will be married, and that's a wondrous moment." I felt that myself, did you?
Calm myself? Hmmmm... I don't think I was as tightly wound as I sounded. This was my third child getting married and all of the weddings took place in the last five years. I've become absolutely tired of the stress. If something goes wrong, there's not much you can do. Still, I hope Abigail elopes.
I arrived at the hair salon bright and early bearing goodies. Fresh croissants, butter, sliced fruit, orange juice and chilled champagne. I added cute napkins, melamine plates and bright purple cups. The five of us gals had a great time, we had never been to this salon and I think I have a good idea that this is where I'll go when Katie no longer does my hair (after she has her baby in December). Later my sister in law and a few of the teens and tweens popped in---we had a great party!
I know I'm running on here and I promise this post won't be too long. I went in to the salon with no idea how I wanted to have my hair and that's a big deal these days. I looked at every conceivable option on Pinterest and finally told the girl, chop some off, style it smooth and straight and let's call it a day. A half hour later I was smooth and straight and looking at three inches of blonde curls all around on the floor. No regrets.
Both Emily and Abby were bridesmaids. Aren't these dresses gorgeous? Mary Clare wore a beautiful mint colored dress that went so well with her green eyes (that sometimes turn blue---magical, eh?) And little Elsie stold the show. MC brought her up to the alter as we took communion. Son Kevin was best man and when he saw MC and Elsie, he hopped down the steps to the line to give his girls a hug. The look on his face was priceless.
There were so many precious moments in the church. Jeff and his groomsmen didn't enter from the side as in most ceremonies, they walked right up the aisle and my son, so full of personality, not too mention great manners, paused to shake hands with many of the family and friends seated in the pews.
And finally, the look on his face when he saw Deirdre with her father. And the smile of sheer joy and love on her face...she never took her eyes off him as she walked up the aisle so gracefully and then kissed her father and joined arms with her husband to be.
Sorry---no pictures were taken in the church out of courtesy. That's okay, I have plenty for you!
Two trolleys awaited to take as many of the guests that chose to off to the country club for the reception. Traditionally this is known as partaaaay time! Here's Abby and Kevin.
And Emily and Mike.
Kevin and MC.
And finally Abby and her longtime boyfriend, Tom.
It was so cool because we have so many young nieces and nephews, etc., and riding in the trolley was such a thrill for them.
The Husband and I chose to drive, mostly because the trolley was going to drop everyone off home by home after the reception. We weren't looking forward to that ride at midnight. I was having a problem with my contact lenses at the church (as per usual it seems if you remember the debacle in my last post), so we stopped at home where I could fix the problem. In doing so I managed to pull off one of my faux eyelashes that are such a big deal (and expense) when you have your make up professionally done for an occasion. I totally freaked out. No way was I going to go to the reception eyelash-less! So I did the best I could do and grabbed a bottle of Elmer's Glue All and repaired the damage. Thank goodness I had that on hand because I'm sure I would have used The Husband's wood glue in his toolbox if I had to. Vanity. Sigh.
The veranda outside the banquet room...so pretty.
I knew you guys would want to see my dress and I really don't like to post a lot of pictures of myself so this is a stretch. And you can see my shorter hair. I was a bit unhappy that the rainy, humid weather made it curl up a lot as the evening wore on. Only someone with unruly hair like this can appreciate what I'm saying. My sleek look was short lived. Doesn't Emily look fantastic? :) And look at the view of the golf course. Pictures of the wedding party were taken there in front of a huge fountain that was later lit up in the darkness.
And Abigail and I. The first hour was so wonderful. Waiters made the rounds with trays of bubbly and hors d' oeuvres. A great time to take family pictures but I'm clearly lacking some. We were all spread out.
These were the arrangements on all of the tables. The roses were spectacular and most had Bells of Ireland to pay homage to Deirdre's homeland. In fact, at the church and right after the "I do's", a bagpiper came up the aisle to serenade the couple. Ahhhhh, the sound of bagpipes makes me tear up!
The cutting of the cake...and the happy couple.
...and the couple's first dance.
As the night was nearing its end word went around that we were to gather on the veranda for an announcement. That piqued every one's curiosity. But there was no announcement, just a spectacular fireworks display that Jeffrey secretly arranged for. The perfect ending to a magical day. I think none of us will forget it...especially the bride and groom. They are relaxing in Lake Tahoe now with plans for a tropical honeymoon in December.
All of you have been so great in looking forward to this event almost as much as I was. I appreciate all your kind words and support when I was stressed out or fretting, but I think I kept that under control. I had many more heartbreaking and terrible things to worry about, and I thank you for all the condolences and uplifting words for our losses.
I have to do another post soon about all the craziness that has happened in the past three days. Yes, I can devote a whole post to it. Possibly re-setting the broken arm, two sick doggies, breaking the law and why I love police officers, surviving never ending heat and humidity and tomatoes rotting on the vine. Just to name a few things.
See you soon! :)