ANATOMY OF A WEDDING - Part 9 of I think 12

NOW LET’S SEE...WHERE WAS I?

Oh yeah...

THE TWO-RING-CIRCUS: Don’t you hate that part of a wedding when the beautiful bride is being escorted down the aisle on the arm of her proud father, and the handsome groom is gazing down the aisle watching their approach, and you have to decide which way to look so you won’t miss anything? Okay, I don’t really hate it...but it definitely stresses me. And yes, I have always hated circuses for the same reason. In fact, I hate circuses even more than zoos...but this post is not about that. This post is about a bride and a groom who finally came together to say I do.

HERE COMES THE BRIDE: So...finally...we hear the first strains of Canon in D and Rachel said later those strains were a bit shaky, but no one seemed to notice or care. Because the bride and her dad were making their way down the aisle at last. Now Courtney is a pretty, pretty girl to start off with...but on this evening she looked positively RADIANT, what with that added happiness stuff, not to mention her nice even tan. Her father, Brent, probably looked nice too but seriously I only had time to look at Courtney and then at Ben and then at Courtney and then at Ben and then...well, you get the picture.

THE DRESS: The dress was a modern a-line gown with elegant hand-beaded floral lace details along a breakfront skirt and bodice. Haha. I made that up. I have no idea what style it was. Hmm...but it did seem to have a lot of lace. And at some point shortly before the wedding, I noticed that one of those hanger straps was peeking out from its place INSIDE the dress. And I pointed it out to Courtney...so pretty much I saved the day there. But I hate to toot my own horn, so let’s forge on, shall we?

THE HAND-OFF: One of my nieces informed me recently that John Mayer has some personal issues...and is basically not a nice person. But he sure can sing. And can’t I admire his music...just like you might admire Frank Lloyd Wright’s amazing buildings even though he was a scoundrel? Anyway, the point is I was reminded of that "Daughters" song while Brent was making the hand-off of his little girl to Ben. Because I think Courtney has definitely put the color inside of Ben’s world. If all that whispering they do to each other is any gauge.

Oh my...time does get away from me. I do hate to quit but I need to get home. You must understand that we take Emily to school in 9 short days, and I’m feeling some pressure here. Besides the laundry lessons...which we’ve had to break up into mini-sessions...I’m just remembering that she doesn’t know how to pump gas and I don’t think I’ve ever told her what to do when a funeral procession goes by.

For lunch today, I ate some tiny little crumbs of Wheat Thins with my tuna. Because I didn’t have time to go to the store because I had court this afternoon. See, I do work sometimes.