That beautiful woman. She's the one. Who saved my life.
I tried on the dress I bought the other day and it simply would not do. No way, no how. You have to understand- it was nine-thirty on the night before the wedding. I melted down. I didn't scream or cry, I just went completely blank.
What the fuck was I going to do?
And so Lis stepped in and made me try on a dress that she'd brought with her- cut velvet, navy and then she brought a garment out of my closet that I love but forget I have that is a tunic thing, also cut velvet, in yellow, and it worked. It worked so beautifully and it felt good.
She took care of me like a mother, like a sister.
And now she's playing guitar right here beside me.
I can't even tell you how much I love her.
All right, pictures from today.
Ladies buying flowers.
Rehearsal. All my kids, right there.
Michael already displaying excellent husband skills. Listening.
The two dads.
Our dear, beloved Katie who is officiating tomorrow. And oh yes, her first time to meet Miss Maggie. Maggie adored Katie and gave her so many beaming, goofy baby smiles.
I love the way they still look at each other.
Hank- holding a baby. Of course. As he does.
It was some day, y'all. Massive Costco shopping, loading, hauling, unloading, putting away, rehearsal, pizza, music, bouquet-making. People meeting people, families meeting family.
Owen got cornered and kissed by the flower girls who are at least three years older than he is.
Well. He'll never forget this night.
Time for bed. Big day tomorrow. There will be a lot of kissing.