Ongoing Wedding/Honeymoon Trip Log with Pics

[WithDisneySpirit]

Thanks for writing another installment, Codie!! What hard work I know it is Merry Christmas!

 

[Codie]

This day was such a special day that was about to start and one that dh and I will never ever ever forget that extra special magic. I woke up, I don’t remember what time, but I think around 7:15. My first thought as my eyes fell on my gown was how sad that I only was going to wear it this one time--and then I remembered that I get to wear it again at my home reception and I smiled at how lucky I was!!

The hairdressers were scheduled to arrive at 8 and I wanted to be ready. The room service I had ordered was supposed to be delivered between 7:30-8. My girls were all supposed to arrive by 8. The flower girls and baby groomsman were supposed to come by 10. I had asked my dad to let my mom sleep as long as possible; I wanted to check with the hairdresser if she could come a bit later since she was the last one who needed to get ready.
I jumped in the shower (not washing my hair as I had washed it the night before) but needing to wake up a bit and feel fresh. Before I jumped in the shower, I put the lock latch in the door to keep it open in case any one got there early or in case room service got there. While I was showering I heard my brother knocking on the door and calling my name (he was still staying in the connecting room next door). Apparently, when room service got no answer from my door, they knocked on his door until he woke up. So he signed for our breakfast and had the guy bring it in. In the meantime, I got out my laptop to give us some music and put on a button down shirt to be ready for the hairdresser.
My matron of honor

and my other bridesmaid friend

came to my room right at eight. The hairdressing crew was not there quite yet. I explained to my friends that I thought that I wanted to get ready in the bedroom (we had a one bedroom suite) by myself and have the other girls get there hair done in the living room/kitchen area. I didn’t want to be overwhelmed by all the chatter. Just then the lead hairdresser, I think Irma, arrived. She told me that she was going to do my hair and make up and two other girls would be coming to do everyone else’s hair. I asked her if I could have my mom come later so that she could get some more sleep. Irma was very confused since she had six women scheduled for up-do’s and there were only three of us there. I explained that hopefully the other two bridesmaids were on their way, but that I wanted my mom to be able to sleep, and my mom didn’t need to be ready as early as everyone else. At the same time my cell phone began ringing. When I answered it, it was dh’s sister telling me that her parents, with dh's sil, were just on their way to pick her up from the ASM and then they would be to my room. This made me nervous, but I figured the first two bridesmaids would take long enough anyway. I explained this to Irma and she decided to focus on me.
I explained to her that I wanted to get ready by myself. This made her very upset and she basically told me that I was making a mistake doing that. I tried to explain to her that I just wanted to be somewhat quiet while I got ready and I felt my eyes tearing up. At that point, I think she noticed she was upsetting me, and she told me that whatever I wanted was fine. I was a little surprised that that wasn’t the rule to begin with! We set up a chair in the bedroom and she spread out her supplies on the bed. While she was getting set up, the other two hairdressers arrived. We all got started.
The first thing that Irma did was to set my hair in rollers. My two friends tried to get me to eat and/or drink something, but I wasn’t sure how my stomach would handle that. I tried a croissant and some watered down cranberry juice. After Irma got my hair all in rollers, she began applying my makeup.

It was about 9 by then and my two future sister in laws (my two remaining bridesmaids and the flowergirls) arrived.

My fmil came in with them to take some “getting ready” pictures.

This was very good, because the rest of us did not remember to take any! Randy was scheduled to come “early” to catch some of the getting ready pictures, but he would not arrive until 11…when we were just about ready. It was pretty relaxed getting ready. Irma finished all my make up, including my lipstick, which I thought was a bit odd to put on so early. I did ask her for some to use as touch up, but she said it wouldn’t be necessary. She said it was the same color that Ariel wears!! She then finished my hair. It was beautiful and exactly as I had asked her to do it. The only bad thing is that I was totally done by 10 a.m.

****NEEDED TO CUT PART AND PASTE AS SEPARATE POST--PLEASE VIEW TRIP LOG ENTRY 6aa POSTED ON 2/4/06 FOR REST****

 

[princessblueeyzes]

I can't wait to hear more. Please tell us the suprises!!! We are all dying to hear about them.

 

[OSUBuckly]

I, too, am anxious to hear how this turns out. How long must we wait for an update?

 

[Codie]

I'm so sorry...I'm working on it. I got sent to Tampa for work last week and "had to" go to Disney for the night Friday night before coming home on Saturday. Hopefully I'll get some more done tonight. I am trying to be very thorough as I intend on keeping my trip log with my photo album as a keepsake. Sorry to be so intensely anal and slow!!

 

[Mommy Poppins]

Thanks Codie!!!

Now get crackin' on the next installment!

 

[Codie]

I got in my dress without too much ceremony and was ready to head downstairs. Just as we were about to head downstairs my ring bearer, his dad, and one of dh’s cousin knocked on the door. It was cute because they were so nervous about doing everything right—really everyone was, which was really nice that they cared so much!! They told me that dh was just on his way over from the Beach Club to the Boardwalk to meet up with us. At first I was a little annoyed that so many people were seeing me before the grand unveiling but the annoyance only lasted for a second and I think ultimately it helped me to be less nervous when the time did come. Plus, it was really cute that everyone was as excited as dh and I!! I went downstairs with Randy, my matron of honor, ring bearer and his dad, and the cousin.

It felt SO strange to be walking through a hotel looking like a princess, but also SOO totally amazing. There were little girls grabbing their moms and pointing and I wondered if I should be giving out autographs;-) My sales manager had told me once that they don’t allow brides to wear their gowns in the parks because it destroys the fantasy world that the parks try to create by bringing real life in…but I think that I created a future fantasy for every little girl that saw us. I don’t remember ever seeing a Disney Bride as a child, but I’m sure if I had it would have inspired me to have my wedding in Disney.
Anyway, I digress. I was petrified of the day finally coming and hoping it would go perfectly and at the same time totally on a level of euphoria that we experience so infrequently in life. The euphoria lasted the WHOLE 24 hours into the next morning…it was incredible!! When we got to the lobby I was introduced to Megan. She was standing next to that big circular couch in the entryway of the Boardwalk lobby, dressed in a nice black suit and holding a walkie talkie. I had not realized that we would be sort of escorted throughout the whole day. Megan introduced herself and told us that she would be keeping track of our time and that I needed to figure out the limousine schedule. We had one limo that was going to drive back and forth as that was less expensive than getting two limos or one larger limo. I got a little nervous right then as I had written that all into my plan for Tracy and hadn’t anticipated needing to have it at my fingertips. I think Randy noticed because he jumped in and told me what he thought would work best (I needed 8 in each trip in the limo and I had been previously informed that I counted as two!) I relayed this to Megan and she relayed it to someone in the walkie. Randy suggested we go outside and take some pictures with just my matron of honor and I while we waited for my dh to arrive. I placed my hand on the door handle to open it and walking in at the same time was my sweet handsome dh, jacket slung over his shoulder like a model!

I immediately lost any of the fear that I had felt in first entering the lobby. He was SO excited, relaxed, and SWEATY!
Mind you, it was about 90 degrees and 90% humidity. They (him and his three guys) had to walk from the Yacht Club lobby down to the boat, take the boat across and then walk up to the Boardwalk lobby—all while wearing full vested tuxedos.

My dh didn’t want the open back vest, suggested for such weather, because he didn’t want it to look “ghetto” if he took off his jacket for pictures or just to dance at the reception. The poor thing almost never gets overly hot; he wears wool sweaters when it is 70 degrees outside, but he was sweating bullets. Randy immediately instructed one of the guys to go down to the restroom off the side of the lobby and grab a wet and dry washcloth for my honey. While the guys dried off my future husband, my matron of honor and I went outside to take a few pictures of her and I together.

After a minute dh was ready and Randy called him out to get our first wedding shots. The heat was incredibly oppressive. I kept begging whoever was close by to hold open the lobby patio door so that the air conditioning would pour out and cool us off.

Randy was great about giving us breaks and taking candid and posed shots. I had really wanted photographs down on the boardwalk overlooking the Beach Club resort as that is where we stay the most often, but I hardly lasted in the shade of the brick alcoves under the Boardwalk stairs.


The rest of the wedding party was supposed to arrive in the lobby just before noon to be shuttled over to the Grand Floridian. There was a bit of a delay in their arrival, but only by a few minutes. My soon to be sil (bil’s wife) had done an amazing job of getting all four children and herself ready in record time.

 

[Codie]

I've added pictures...I will try to at least complete the ceremony asap...anyone pm me on how to make the pics smaller? they are so huge!

 

[2BWEDDNDIS]

codie i cant seem to get the link for your photos to work??
I would love to see them!!

 

[Codie]

Uh oh...I was proud of myself for figuring out how to post the pics, but maybe I didn't figure it out?? I'm usually not such a computer dunce! but I find this kind of difficult to get all straight!

 

[Codie]

The first limousine ride from the Boardwalk to the Grand Floridian was supposed to be my bridesmaids, flower girls, and baby groomsman. However, they weren’t quite ready so the limousine took dh, best man, matron of honor, the ring bearer, the two adult groomsmen, and I.


Randy ran ahead to catch us at the entrance. We used Mears for the limousine and our driver was really great. As we headed over to the Grand Floridian giant raindrops began hitting the windshield and I shuddered as I heard the wipers consistently sweeping across the windshield. I knew that the rain could not “ruin” the day, but it certainly could ruin my outdoor beach and gazebo pictures. I, for better or worse, was really focused on keeping my dress as clean as possible so that it would be easy to get cleaned in time for my at home reception. I had mentioned my fear of the rain spoiling my pictures to Tracy’s assistant Megan and she had told me that the weather forecast was only for a brief shower that should be all dried up by the time my ceremony would be over.
We arrived at the Grand Floridian and my stomach was gurgling. I mentioned this to dh and he seemed shocked asking me, “Didn’t you take the pepto?” I was a bit confused since Carolyn Allen hadn’t brought it over and so I said, “No, I didn’t have any?” He then told me that he had brought it over with the granola bar earlier. I laughed telling him that I had wondered why he came all the way over just to bring me a granola bar. I had never eaten the granola bar. He had thought that I might need some food and might be willing to eat the granola bar, so he had brought it with the pepto. He sent his groomsmen on the hunt for pepto for me and for coke for him. The limousine went back to get the rest of the party.
Randy had miraculously beat us there, parked and was right out front of the limousine as we got out. He caught some really great journalistic photos of that moment.

The guys were fast at finding pepto. Unfortunately it was in liquid form only. I leaned way over put my mouth around the whole bottle and chugged!! Thankfully no pink stains on the dress right before the whole day was about to begin!!!
Randy took some pictures of my dh and his guys individually.

Then he sent me outside with my matron of honor. It had already stopped raining. There was a patio area and he instructed us to walk around to it. He stayed inside. I found this comical because he stood inside waving, gesturing, and mouthing things to us. My matron of honor guessed at what he wanted us to do and we tried it. Unfortunately, I was laughing way too hard and way too overheated to get any really great shots from this. I found this comical because as a child I didn’t speak very well, at least not in the usual language. I had made up my own language and my best friend, the current matron of honor, would tell people what I meant—usually just making it up. So it seemed very appropriate that she was now making up what Randy wanted!! The idea behind the photo was fantastic though!

Just when I thought I was melting, three totally adorable little flower girls came running out to take pictures with me. They were truly the distraction of a lifetime. They were each so beautiful (I get to say that cause I’m their aunt now!) and so candid and so enthralled with how they got to be princesses that they completely took away any apprehension or fear from me. They also were so full of energy that I did not have time to sit back and reflect on how magnificent of a moment this day was…now I know that that can sound bad, but it was really good. Had I done that, the floodgates would have opened and I would have looked AWFUL!
I digress. The girls came up to me to show me their dresses and to touch my bouquet, which they had not yet gotten to see.

Once again Randy got some great candid photos.


****DUE TO TOO MANY PICS, THIS IS CONTINUED AT TRIP LOG PART 6CC POSTED 2/6/06****

 

[WithDisneySpirit]

Wow, Codie, you're doing great with this

 

[Codie]

I will explain to you as I explained to her…B___ and R___ are dh’s bosses. They work as a small firm with just the three of them as the attorneys. They have a long history in which they were working together and then they weren’t working together and then dh ended up accepting an offer from them again the same weekend that we decided to buy a house and to get married—just six months before this. We had been very good friends with B___ and his wife, and then things had gotten awkward during the whole work split, and then in the last six months we had been trying to improve that again. When we first set the date they had been totally excited about coming to Florida for the wedding. We had not expected R__ and his wife to come. Primarily because it IS a small office and we figured someone had to stay home to take care of things. They had brought our shower gift over to our house to see the house and have dinner about a month before the wedding. They hadn’t mentioned whether or not they were coming, but again we just assumed not. About six weeks before the wedding we were at B___’s house and he and his wife said that they did not think they could afford to come to Florida, even without the four kids. I was floored and very, very upset. I tried very hard not to show it (but they later told me it was incredibly obvious) but I knew how much this truly disappointed dh and that really made me mad. I was pretty sure that this trip was not totally out of reach for them. The Friday before the wedding B___ and R___ took dh out for a “celebratory” drink with some other attorneys. However, they seemed to sort of ignore dh and talk to all the other people instead. He was disappointed but pretended it didn’t bother him. That next day was our friends’ wedding in Canada (go way back to trip log 1 for that reference!) Their wedding was absolutely beautiful and perfect to the nth degree. The “bad” thing is that they had assigned seating at the table and I was next to P___. All she talked about was some wedding they were going to next Saturday for one of the attorney’s that had been out for a drink that Friday. It just made me more mad for my dh.
NOW, not only was B___ and P____ there but SO was R___ and his wife. I was stunned, excited and totally in shock. I explained to MOH that Scott and I not only totally didn’t expect them to come but was pretty sure that they hadn’t even tried to make an effort to come. I was completely overwhelmed as I watched them walk in. I so badly wanted to see dh’s face when he saw them—I knew it would make him beam! He really looks up to and admires these guys and it would mean the world that they made the effort to come down.
Just then the limo started moving us to the bridge.

I was so excited about seeing Scott and telling him that his bosses had made it—not just one but BOTH—that I had absolutely no fear. Moh and I got out of the limo and I literally felt like I was sailing, completely in control as I flew, slowing more and more to a walk following Tracy’s quiet instruction, to the vestibule.

In the vestibule room

was such a crowd that I hardly remember. I know that my three bridesmaids, three flower girls, ring bearer (not sure who put him in the girls room), and my mom were all there.

The videographer captured me talking to my girls, moh fixing her hair, etc. I saw my mom and I said, “MOM, B___ and R___ are here!” SHE already knew!!
Apparently they had called my father and asked him to arrange a surprise so that they could surprise us. My mom was so proud of herself that she had kept it a secret for so long. I asked her if Scott knew and she said no, not yet. I once again found myself just chattering with the little girls. They kept me occupied. They had little trains that until now had been kept bustled to keep them from being damaged. Their mom called them butterfly wings and she told them that it was now time to release the butterfly wings. My mom had already stepped out of the vestibule when all of a sudden I recognized the music playing to be When You Wish Upon a Star. I had requested that this be the last prelude song. My heart jumped and I announced, “This is it, this is it. This is the last song before it starts!!” I’m not sure that anyone heard me but I felt that little flutter like just before I go on stage for a performance. And then I found out that only at the Wedding Pavilion can they play the longest never ending version of When You Wish Upon a Star that you had ever heard!! I thought it was concluding at least six times before it finally ended. In the mean time, Tracy had lined everyone up except me, my flower girls, and the ring bearer; we were still back in the vestibule.
I heard the parent music (Can You Feel the Love Tonight) start,

but then suddenly my beautiful little angel flower girls were yelling and hitting each other. I panicked and separated them so that they wouldn’t step on each other’s trains (apparently the basis for the screaming). Then I started reminding them how beautiful they looked and how they had to be like princesses just floating down the aisle. Then my dh’s song started. We had picked an Irish Notre Dame song for him (he went there for law school and I think they brain wash them!) called Here Come the Irish. DH wanted the whole almost five minute song to play through so we had timed the music so that my coordinator would wait almost a full minute before swooshing open the doors for his entrance. I listened to the song beating out the time to where the doors would swing open.

The song totally put me at ease. As it came to an end and the bridesmaids’ music (A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes), I began to get nervous for my flower girls—no seriously

I started pep talking them and getting them lined up in the back of the archway. As I got them lined up my best friend from law school came up the entrance with his wife, daughter, and parents. THAT made me nervous—I wasn’t sure if they should see me and I wasn’t sure where to send them. Thankfully my coordinator or one of his assistants stepped in and I finished lining up the kids. I sent them forward and waved and said hello to my slightly late guests and joked that they were the first to see the bride! I heard the little kids’ music (Kiss the Girl)

and realized it was my turn. My coordinator was calling me forward.
I saw my dad and I said, “I can’t believe that you guys kept it a secret that B___ and R___ were coming!!” He said, “I know—I can’t believe YOUR mother kept it a secret!” He was so proud of himself. Suddenly standing there, I realized that they wouldn’t have anywhere to sit at the reception, or that I would need more centerpieces (we had extra tables), or, or, or! I told my dad that he would need to get some extra shells and he shushed me. It turned out that the two couples that my dad had told me were coming, the one staying at the vistana and the one mysteriously missing from the Swan, had been covers! They were actually coming to our home reception and swapping seats with B___ and R___. I couldn’t believe how clever they had been!! That is why Tracy had been so insistent that I have extra shells and my paint pen—he had to make the NEW name cards. (My father later explained that he had called Tracy and asked if they could secretly add four people to the guest list and I guess there was an issue that the count had to be known by the bride. I’m not really sure why since I wasn’t paying the per person, but I guess I had asked for total control, and I got it!)
So anyway, this whole conversation is had while my flower girls and ring bearer walk up the aisle and suddenly the chimes sound (which by the way is the coolest thing and every girl should definitely do!)

 

[WithDisneySpirit]

Wow, what a great story and please tell more about the chimes!!

 

[sajetto]

yeah....me too, I wanna hear about those chimes!

 

[Codie]

Wow, what a great story and please tell more about the chimes!!

Oh the chimes are just awesome--I think they are the Westminster chimes?? It's like they play in Cinderella right before she realized it was almost midnight and she would turn back into a ragedy girl...Tracy suggested it I think the day of the rehearsal or right before I came down...it sounded like a cool idea...it sounded even cooler in person. Actually, dh will kill me for telling you all this, but the coolest part was in the wedding video...he's all calm, cool, collected, enjoying the spotlight and standing up in front of everyone...I kept asking him while we watched if he was nervous and he kept saying, no, look I don't even look nervous. All of a sudden the chimes sounded--he wasn't expecting it--his eyes look like our cat's do when she's nervous and hears something like that...they got real big and started darting with each chime--we laugh hysterically every time we watch it. Lucky for him he relaxes as soon as he sees me and let's out a tiny smile...it was priceless

 

[BridetobeDisney]

Your pictures are beautiful! You wont believe this though. I have the same wedding dress as you do. My wedding is May 13, 2006 in my hometown. Then we'll spend the honeymoon at AKL. Just a funny fact I wanted to share. Congrats

 

[Codie]

Your pictures are beautiful! You wont believe this though. I have the same wedding dress as you do. My wedding is May 13, 2006 in my hometown. Then we'll spend the honeymoon at AKL. Just a funny fact I wanted to share. Congrats

Isn't it wonderful? I so didn't want a "poofy" dress, but that one just felt so right and so princess-like. Totally impractical--but really the whole event is, so why not?

 

[Codie]

***SORRY--THIS IS CONTINUED FROM PRIOR POST of 1/14/06 AS PICTURES MADE IT TOO BIG***
Carolyn Allens arrived around 9:30 a.m. I was getting my hair done so I waved her in the direction of where the dresses were. We had ordered to have the bridesmaids and my dress done, not the flower girl dresses. She started working on my veil first. At some point, when Scott called to assure me that his final groomsman (who had flown in that morning) had arrived, he found out that my stomach was a bit queasy. I thought he was going to send some Pepto pills over with Carolyn, but she didn’t mention it and I forgot to ask.
My mom arrived around 10, as Irma was finishing my hair. My dh came a little while later with a little baggie…in the baggie was a granola bar. I thought it was so cute of him to run over to see me. It made me feel much more relaxed. I was a teeny tiny bit disappointed that he saw my hair and makeup all done. He had already seen my dress on me (he had picked it out) so now there were kind of no surprises…but really it was okay. It was better for me to know that he was checking in on me to make sure I was relaxed. And besides, his constant reaction later of telling me how beautiful I was proves that the surprise isn’t really necessary Shortly after my mom arrived, so did my flowers…they were gorgeous!

At this time, I finally was able to pay attention to what Carolyn was doing and found out she had done ALL the bridesmaids AND the flower girl dresses. I was dismayed that I now would have to pay an additional $45!! Just a note for all of you out there, separate the dresses/items being steamed from those not being steamed. I also was disappointed in how she had steamed my veil—it still had a crease in the middle of it, so I asked her to redo it before Irma put it in my hair. Overall, I was not thrilled with the steaming job, but it really didn’t matter anyway as most of our dresses were not super wrinkled.
My little flower girls and baby groomsman were all very well behaved while they waited for their hair to get done.

I had made little wreaths for their hair. I had asked that their hair be done in what my mom had always called “Cinderella” style, where you pull the top half of the hair up with a clip and the bottom just hangs down. They showed up to my room with the two older ones with a ponytail and the youngest one with pig tails…and then with tight curlers in place that they had slept in. At first I was very nervous because it totally wasn’t what I had asked for. However, after dh’s sister-in-law finished doing all of them, she didn’t want anyone to help and miraculously got them all done very quickly, they really looked quite cute. The youngest one has beautiful natural curls and I was a little disappointed to see a frizzy pile on top of her head, but she was adorable anyway.

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My dad arrived shortly after that to check on my mom (and me too)!

Randy came around 11. Randy got a bunch of pictures of my dress, the little girls’ dresses, the flowers, rings, etc.

By then I needed to put on my dress as we were supposed to meet dh downstairs by 11:30. Randy took pictures as I got my dress hooked and finalized my accessories. Wow the time went fast!

The surprises are coming soon...I promise--I hope they don't disappoint!!!!

 

[Codie]

****SORRY--THIS POST IS CONTINUATION OF TRIP LOG ENTRY 6C POSTED 1/31/06***

He asked the girls to put their backs to him and face me. After a few shots he called out, “Okay girls, turn your faces towards me.” I broke into complete laughter as the oldest, who was in the center with a hand on each of the younger two’s backs, said okay and in a straight line pivoted the whole line all the way around until they faced him, with their backs to me. It was so cute because they did exactly what he said…just not what he had intended. He laughed and said, “Or totally face me,” and kept snapping away.

After some group photos (which I wish that I had spoke up at this point because the grouping just seemed lopsided, but I figured that Randy knew better than I so I didn’t)

and some with me with each of my bridesmaids,


we finally went back inside. I felt like the inside of my dress was just soaked! We then took some pictures on the giant staircase—wow those are impressive!


We headed out to the Floridian entrance so that the first group could head over to the Wedding Pavilion. Randy took some pictures of Scott and I with the little flower girls and a great picture of just Scott with the little girls.

The first group to head over to the Pavilion was everyone except dh, bm, moh, and I. While we waited Randy took more pictures of Scott and I out in front of the Floridian by the car and the carriage that is there.

These are some of our favorite pictures. We were very relaxed and just ready to go. By this time I was just hungry and could not wait to get my four-cheese pasta that Chef Edwin was making! We used this picture for our wedding thank you cards:
The limousine finally returned (obviously it wasn’t that long but it sure felt like it!) and it was our turn to head over. I reminded DH that this was his day as much as mine and I hoped that he enjoyed it as much as I was going to. I don’t think he needed much reminding, he already looked like he was on cloud nine. When we got to the pavilion entrance I first saw the chartered buses parked in the lot. I was surprised that they were the Disney Cruise Line buses and I laughed wondering how many people thought we had tricked them and were taking them to a cruise ship! Then I saw the camera guy and Tracy standing with him!! Tracy was such a solid calming presence. We pulled up to the bridge walkway and Tracy came right over to the driver side window. He explained to us that I was not to get out of the car. He wanted my moh to get out only to let dh and his brother, bm, get out. We did that and then moh got back in. Randy had once again miraculously made it right on time to get his shots. Tracy walked across the bridge with dh and his brother while the limo backed up until we were next to Francks.

Now it was just me and my moh.

In an effort to avoid that emotional reflection moment and the corresponding floodgates I began to talk. I do not remember any of the specific conversations except identifying all the guests. While moh has been my best friend since I could walk (fortunately I did that long before the talking thing panned out), she lives about an hour away from me and is two years older than me. Thus, we have always had very separate lives that intertwine mostly just from our gobs of good conversations and the year that she had to endure me as a roommate during my first year of law school and her first year as a teacher. Unfortunately this meant that she either was just plain not going to know a lot of the people at the wedding or some of them she may not have seen for over ten years.
Tracy must have made the guests wait on the bus while we unloaded dh and bm from the limousine because now they started to steadily pass us by. We had limited the guest list to only family or friends that are like family, so it was pretty easy for me to “introduce” her to everyone.

There was going to be a dozen or two of people that I did not know that were Scott’s family that I had never met, or had met very briefly at my bridal shower. As such, people would walk by and I would say that’s so and so and so and so, or that must be one of Scott’s relative because I don’t know them. It became kind of a constant, almost monotone chatter. Then there was a lull and a few more people would go by. These must have been people who drove their own vehicles instead of taking the bus. After a longer lull in which I was telling some other story just to fill the silence moh pointed out the window and said, “Who are they?”
I stopped by banter, looked out the window and started to tick off, “That’s B___ and P___, and R___ and OMIGOSH they weren’t supposed to be HERE!! OMIGOSH Scott is going to FLIP out!.” Moh looked at me extremely confused. I was absolutely giddy!!!!!