Even though it was another Seattle day here in the DC/MD/VA area, it was sunny inside for the marriage of Danielle (just plain Dani to me) and Jon.
1. The new queue, er shoe … wearing high heels after almost 3 years in sneakers? YOWTCH!! Two consecutive nights in heels and I am done. My poor feeties were dying.
2. Excellent idea staying 2 nights at the Sheraton. Paid dividends and cost us peanuts (thanks to the universe and hotwire).
3. I can’t dance the way I used to but I have to admit that I did have fun groovin’ to the 80s tunes – all that time watching MTV with Dani apparently affected her musical tastes – but who knew that you really cannot dance to “Come on, Eileen” – dag! If it weren’t for my kick-butt dancing partner, Godchild ‘O Love, I wouldn’t have made it through that song.
4. Most of my family is a bit emotional – except for self described “mild mannered” Mary and family. I got teary eyed at the marriage ceremony – it was just 25 years ago she was a baby and here she is, now Jon’s wife.
5. I loved dancing with Joe, (WxBoy of the family) – he’s grown into a really cool guy (I suspect there is a side of Joe none of us see (accidentally locking himself in a bathroom after drinking too much vodka and paying homage to the porcelin god)) but the more I get to know him as an adult, the more I like him as a person (not that I didn’t before – just didn’t know him very much as a person in his own right – more as a member of the family).
Anyway, it really was nice – hectic (do you know how bad traffic sucks on a Friday going from NoVA to Baltimore??) but nice. Mom was in good spirits, felt decently and actually got around really well. It was great to see Lora, Kenny, my Godmommy ‘O Love and the rest of the gang. The “Father of the Bride” actually behaved himself (OH. MY. GOD!!) and it went smoothly.
BTW, speaking of fathers – Jon’s dad (Steve) gave a lovely toast to his soon to be daughter-in-law on Friday night. I cannot remember most of it but this part stuck with me … he said that he and Jon’s mom gave her “their unqualifed support” in her marriage to their son. I thought that was one of the most moving things I’ve heard. You hear so much about pain in the butt in-laws (not mine, OF COURSE! haha Yeah, BC, this means you!) but I thought it was nice to hear them say “unqualified support” out loud. I dunno … maybe it doesn’t move y’all but it touched me. :)
I hope they have a lovely time in Aruba … I hear the weather is much better than it is here!! (Weather in tornado valley is almost better than here!)
Peace out – L
