I love weddings. I have not gone to many in the past few years but they can be wonderful. M-E has not been to many. She has been in one as a flower girl. It is true she did put the trunk of a small stuffed elephant in her nose just as the most formal picture was taken. ( I have the picture.)
We attended the wedding of Whitney's last single uncle. Michael and Chantal were married in Federal Way. It was like stepping back in time. First I had to do a seach for Federal Way, I needed to be pre-medicated in order to travel there. Malls, big trucks, unreal amounts of traffic, We made it with only one or ten panic attacks. I have fears of being lost in the burbs and not being able to get back to my current reality. Okay, enough of that reliving of real and/or imagined fears.
We went to the wedding, big church, beautiful bright flowers, not a million, but the kind of flowers that make you look at them. Simple, 4 bride's maids and the ever bored grooms man ( What do they do?) Traditional ceremony (no obeying with be going on). Sweet, the bride and Whitney were not happy with their shoes, they hurt their feet. (Nice white orthopedic shoes are never inapproiate under long white dresses.)
Social Hall reception. Flowers from the church were carried over and the Church ladies did the food and drinks. We love catholic wedding receptions. God meant for wine to be consumed in his facilities. Chicken, salad, cake, good Champagne. Kareoke, lots of time for the bride to talk with everyone. Kids on the dance floor, no pressure. It was wonderful. I imagine that it was my parents Hailey Idaho wedding with tea bag and bubble favors. A good time was had by all.
I am glad that M-E saw this wedding. It will always be the standard for her. No million dollar buffet, no extravagant table settings. It was what a wedding is supposed to be. People gathering to share a special moment. Not the event of the century ( Wedding Planner).
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