We all went to the wedding, of course. My daughter was a groomswoman — she and Film Guy have been best friends since seventh grade— so she and her boyfriend drove to Bison City Friday morning. The rest of us arrived on Saturday. My husband and I drove with my youngest son, With-a-Why, and his girlfriend Shy Smile. My oldest son, Boy-in-Black, drove with Blonde Niece. Shaggy Hair Boy and Smiley Girl drove with First Extra and Dimple. By lunch time, we’d gathered at a restaurant famous for spicy chicken wings. When we got to the hotel, we were given welcome bags that included homemade chocolate chip cookies! We had time for a swim in the hotel pool before getting dressed for the wedding.
The weather was sunny and just a little cool. The venue was gorgeous — a patio with little white lights, trees and flowers and even a waterfall. I made the ten kids (they’re all in their 20s but they will always be kids to me) pose for a photo before my daughter disappeared with the rest of the wedding party, and we took our seats.
It was a wonderful wedding. The bride and groom kept traditions they liked, and tossed aside traditions they didn’t like. They said vows and lit a candle. My daughter, dressed in a grey dress to match the two other groomsmen, read a poem. The bride looked gorgeous in a traditional wedding gown. The groom wore a grey suit and orange sneakers. Lots of people cried. After the ceremony, we ate all kinds of delicious food, including ice cream sundaes. Everyone kept saying that the groom was Dr. Film Guy now since he had just finished his PhD the week before. Once the music began, my gang moved out onto the dance floor and pretty much stayed there until midnight. Everything was just perfect, but the best part was seeing how happy Film Guy and Sparkly Eyes were. I love it when I go to a wedding that feels so right.