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I seem to be spending this year constantly coming home from something.
My cousin got married this past weekend, and I gotta say it was a pretty perfect wedding - for a Catholic service. All my family's weddings go on for eons and all my friend's weddings are done in about 20 minutes. Well, my family on that side are all Catholic.
This is the first marriage for my cousin, second for his wife. She told me I was the only one at the wedding to officially say the words "Welcome to the family" - although it is not that she isn't loved - my cousin was told in *no* uncertain terms that if they broke up (this was before they were engaged) that they (his parents) would keep her and not him. Nice, huh?
Their combined neices were their flower girls. There were three of them, all between four and six, and they were precious. Girls that age - it's all about the dress. They were obviously very well coached for the precessional, not so much for the recessional. I've never been to a wedding that started on time before. I guess the priest had another wedding to perform two hours after theirs started and impressed upon them how necessary it was to start exactly on time - and at one minute late, the music started and everyone came down the aisle.
The maid of honor (her lone attendant) was gorgeous in a silvery grey silk two piece dress - unadorned long skirt and a sleeveless almost brocade top. I understand she picked it out herself and she looked understatedly stunning. The wedding dress my new cousin wore was beatiful, white satin cap-sleeve dress - sweetheart neckline with some spangles, but not too many - just a jewel-like glint here and there, showing off her figure. And she's got the beautiful dark Italian skin that glows with a tan, dark eyes and nearly-black hair (she said enviously, her pale, speckled skin that turns red with the least bit of sun)
They had this *huge* ice sculpture of a fairy-tale castle in the reception - which makes the white satin pumpkin-carriage to put the cards in make a *lot* more sense. The DJ was a little too loud, and he stayed stuck in the eighties a little too long, but a fun time was had by all.
Well they went off to London and Paris for their honeymoon.
On other topics, can I say how cold this summer has been? Everywhere I go I need a light sweater to be comfortable. San Diego? Besutiful, but it was in the sixties and low seventies most of the time. Rochester, NY - if it broke seventy-five this weekend I'll be surprised. It was down in the fifties at night. Lovely, but I wasn't expecting to need a long-sleeved anything, so was bordering on cold most of the weekend. Odd to be turning the heat on in August.
So was anyone in Hurricane Charley's path? Everyone okay?
My cousin got married this past weekend, and I gotta say it was a pretty perfect wedding - for a Catholic service. All my family's weddings go on for eons and all my friend's weddings are done in about 20 minutes. Well, my family on that side are all Catholic.
This is the first marriage for my cousin, second for his wife. She told me I was the only one at the wedding to officially say the words "Welcome to the family" - although it is not that she isn't loved - my cousin was told in *no* uncertain terms that if they broke up (this was before they were engaged) that they (his parents) would keep her and not him. Nice, huh?
Their combined neices were their flower girls. There were three of them, all between four and six, and they were precious. Girls that age - it's all about the dress. They were obviously very well coached for the precessional, not so much for the recessional. I've never been to a wedding that started on time before. I guess the priest had another wedding to perform two hours after theirs started and impressed upon them how necessary it was to start exactly on time - and at one minute late, the music started and everyone came down the aisle.
The maid of honor (her lone attendant) was gorgeous in a silvery grey silk two piece dress - unadorned long skirt and a sleeveless almost brocade top. I understand she picked it out herself and she looked understatedly stunning. The wedding dress my new cousin wore was beatiful, white satin cap-sleeve dress - sweetheart neckline with some spangles, but not too many - just a jewel-like glint here and there, showing off her figure. And she's got the beautiful dark Italian skin that glows with a tan, dark eyes and nearly-black hair (she said enviously, her pale, speckled skin that turns red with the least bit of sun)
They had this *huge* ice sculpture of a fairy-tale castle in the reception - which makes the white satin pumpkin-carriage to put the cards in make a *lot* more sense. The DJ was a little too loud, and he stayed stuck in the eighties a little too long, but a fun time was had by all.
Well they went off to London and Paris for their honeymoon.
On other topics, can I say how cold this summer has been? Everywhere I go I need a light sweater to be comfortable. San Diego? Besutiful, but it was in the sixties and low seventies most of the time. Rochester, NY - if it broke seventy-five this weekend I'll be surprised. It was down in the fifties at night. Lovely, but I wasn't expecting to need a long-sleeved anything, so was bordering on cold most of the weekend. Odd to be turning the heat on in August.
So was anyone in Hurricane Charley's path? Everyone okay?