It was beautiful! Michelle was stunning. Her hair was so beautiful and her makeup was flawless! (Since I usually look like ass, I notice this stuff). Bill was…oh, jeez…my baby brother. He's TWELVE….why won't you people listen to me? He's too young. Where the hell did the time go? I'm pretty sure that it was only a few weeks ago we saw the movie Babe three times in the movie theater because we fucking LOVED that movie.
And now he's MARRIED? (Bill, not Babe)
Holy night!
Anyway – the ceremony was short but sweet. Clearly the happy couple listened to my father's begging and pleading for a seven minute ceremony. The part that Gene liked best was the rose ceremony. I didn't cry. Whoohoo!
Then, the pictures. (BTW, Groom, I want to see the proofs please because I want to have a picture or two and I'm nosy anyway!). They shoved me in a few and instantly I was sorry I wore pants but glad I didn't wear the dress I bought because Thunder Hams just don't look good in posed pictures!
The meal was very good and the cake was yummy. THe bride and groom danced to Wonderful Tonight by Eric Clapton. The bride and her stepfather danced to a song I didn't recognize but looked very happy. The groom and his mother (mine too) danced to Just the Way you Are by Billy Joel.