That was the best wedding!
The DJ had a dance for the groom and his mom. Since my brother, the bride's father has passed away, I figured I should step up. She is such a good sport! We had a ball, but couldn't figure who should lead.
|Cheryl and Auntie Roxie|
The cake was lovely. We stayed for the slicing andI am proud to report that they behaved like grownups, feeding one-another neatly rather than succumbing to the folks who exhorted them to mash it into each other's faces. Unfortunately, the groom did give the bride a fierce bite on the fingertip. DH and I left before we ate any cake, though. Between the chocolate wine and the excitement of the occasion and the general all round jollity, I gave the groom a pat on the fanny. Really, it was just an affectionate pat on the cheek. But I realized that, kindly though I feel toward the lad, it had been about 30 hours since I first met him, and clearly, my judgement had become seriously impaired, so it was time for me to retreat.
It was a splendid time and DH and I were sad to leave this morning, because we made so many new friends.
Oh, and I got orders for lots and lots more fish hats.