Why do weddings make me cry?? At a time when everyone else is quietly happy, I’m sitting there trying to sureptitiously staunch the flow of tears. It’s not that I’m not happy for the bride and groom; I LOVE the ceremony, and have faith that they are doing a good thing. I guess it’s just an overload of emotion. Whatever, it’s sure a mascara nightmare!
\nToday, DH and I will be going to the wedding of the daughter of one of my quilting buddies. I’ve never met the girl, and I’m likely to cry! lol Today is Friday, and the wedding is at 4:30 in the afternoon. Doesn’t that strike you as a dificult time?? It’s so early that most of the guests won’t be off work yet, but it was the only slot the church had open when the bride chose her date. It seems we’ve come to a time when the actual ceremony is less important than the reception or dinner following it.
\nDH’s daughter is getting married May 31st. This month is going to FLY by. I figure I finally have to give up and do the Spring cleaning I’ve skipped for the last 14 years. The out of town guests will be invited to our house between the wedding at noon, and the reception at 5:00. I’ve been working in the gardens for a month already, and I have LOTS more to do. A shipment of bare-rooted plants came in on Wednesday, so I have to get them in the ground tomorrow or risk loosing them.
\nMy stepdaughter chose to be married in an historical chapel. They are allowing them two hours…that’s from the moment they begin setting up the flowers, to the moment we are out the door. Just TWO HOURS! Talk about feeling rushed. And since the only slot left was at noon, there’s a long wait until the reception. Still, I think she’s made good choices. We just have to adapt, as my friend and her family are doing.
\nMy youngest sister went with me shopping for a dress. I had hoped to be in a sage green dress, or perhaps something in plum. Both of those colors are in the beading on the bride’s dress. Unfortunately, the only dress that looked decent was black. It’s a long black tube, with an over tunic in black and silver and sparkles. I’ve been obsessing about it, because first of all, I wasn’t sure about wearing black to a wedding. THEN, I worried about wearing something so glitzy at noon. We’ve solved the issue, I think. The groom’s mother is wearing a black and white knee length dress. I’m going to find a white jacket and wear that over the black dress for the wedding, and then she and I will be dressed in the same colors, and both our husbands will be in black tuxes. She will be changing for the reception, and I will ditch the white jacket, and put on the glitzy black and silver top. I’m feeling much better about this. Now, I just have to find a jacket, shoes, jewelry and a slip! (Sorry guys…..be happy I didn’t go any further into those details! lol)
\nOh!…….And waterproof mascara!
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Why do weddings make me cry?? At a time when everyone else is quietly happy, I’m sitting there trying to sureptitiously staunch the flow of tears. It’s not that I’m not happy for the bride and groom; I LOVE the … Continue reading