Monday, April 14, 2008

And So It Happened


It's eight-thirty in the morning, the day after the wedding. I am bleary-eyed and have blisters on my toes from the shoes I wore and I feel better than I've felt in months.
The husband is off to work and to return chairs, the cake-baker/sanity maker is still in bed. The sun is shining, the birds are twittering, my house is in chaos.
And my daughter is married.
Married, I tell you!
I have all of six pictures so far and I am feeling a bit apprehensive about posting one since none of the parties involved have okayed their use in a public forum but...oh what the hell?
It was so beautiful. The day was perfect- sunny and cool. The only hitch in the whole damn thing was that my mother thought the wedding was supposed to be at four instead of three so she showed up a little bit late but no big deal. We waited.
The ring bearer and flower girl stole the show, as I knew they would. They're my niece and nephew and the flower girl's lace gloves got in the way of petal tossing. I had to run down and take them off her because the petals just kept getting caught in the lace and she was mystified as to what to do. But it worked out.
It all worked out.
The cakes were works of art and tasted like manna. Or at least what I assume manna would taste like. The room was decorated with magnolia leaves and ivy cut from our yard as well as pink roses and gladiolas and the tiny pots of pink and white impatiens.
There was dancing and toasting.
And the highpoint of the whole thing for me (and what Lynn would have loved the most) was when the groom, who is normally a very shy and reserved young man hit the dance floor and did the dance from Michael Jackson's Billy Jean video, moon-walking and crotch-grabbing and smooth-dancing the whole way, giving me an entirely new and vast respect for him.
It was a thing of beauty.
As was the bride and her smile and the way they looked at each other while they said their vows.
My son married them, my other daughters were in the wedding party. My best friends decorated and made the cakes. There were babies and ex-husbands and old, old friends and grannies on the dance floor.
It was everything a wedding should be.

And Ms. Moon is tired. And so very happy.
Recovery will be blissful.

11 comments:

  1. Yay! I'm so happy everything went the way it did! It was absolutely beautiful and I'm glad that you posted that picture. And even though Chris's eyes are closed (wasn't she listening to Mickey?), it is perfect.
    I love you Mama. You did so great with it all.

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  2. I was looking forward to reading how it all went, and I'm glad it went well and that you held up!

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  3. Yay, it was awesome! Everything went so well. I'll come get those amps back to dad this week.

    Mama, send me the pictures, please.

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  4. It would've been a travesty not to post a picture for us after we've sweated through this with you! We had to see, too, how very worth it it all was!! =) The bride and groom look deliriously happy! Oh, I always cry at weddings! sniff sniff! :)

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  5. Wasn't it amazing? As I looked up there when the ceremony was going on, all I could think of was, "I'm richer than Midas."

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  6. Yay!!! Congratulations to you and your entire family! You ARE richer than midas :) Ah... Love can be so wonderfully exhilarating. It must feel so good to see your daughter so happy!!!!

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  7. Congrats Ms. Moon and family. It sounds like you not only survived, but you had a great day as well!
    w.b.

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  8. I'm so happy this worked out so well - and I'm sure it was much better for the bridal party (and the rest of us on the planet) that a comet didn't hit the earth!

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  9. Now, it's time to bask in the memory of the day. Congrats! :)

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  10. I think I basked in the memory last night. Today I've been too busy cleaning up and taking a tux back to town and trying to figure out what to do with a dozen crystal candle-floating bowls to do much basking.
    But I'm happy. And I talked to the bride and she's VERY happy on her honeymoon. Of course, in the background, I could hear her new husband saying, "I didn't know she couldn't read a map when I married her." They had a tiny 150 mile detour due to her map-reading disability, but they didn't sound too upset.
    They're so cute, all in love and just-married and stuff.
    Gotta love that.

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