but all she ever wanted was someone to adore
more wedding pictures here.
My aunt got married yesterday. Married. It's so -- strange. My aunts and I are really close (they're twins). They've been more like my sisters than aunts, and it was just, I don't know how to describe it. It was strange to be helping her get dressed and watching her say her vows and everything. Made me realize that things really have changed, and it freaked me out some.
The wedding turned out to be a lot of fun, though. My mom and I got up early and had to get our hair done, then my cousin jessi came over and we drove to my grandparents where everyone was meeting/my aunt was getting ready. My aunt's hair was awesome. We all got changed into our dresses, then we helped her get dressed, the photographer came, and we took some pictures.
We took a limo bus to the church, and my grandmom was SO freaked out. She hated it. I had to hold her hand. And, the driver didn't know where we were going, so my aunt started freaking out. We got to the church at 1:25, and the wedding was at 1:30. It was perfect.
There was a lot of crying at the church. It was really pretty, though. And I didn't mess up. Oh yeah, success. It ended up raining, though, so we had to stay at the church to take pictures. It really wasn't that bad. But we had a lot of time left before the reception so we got back on the limo bus with all the groomsmen and everyone and drove to payless to get shoes that were comfy. There was a lot of alcohol on the limo bus, so that was sweet. I had two smirnoff ices. I've never had them before, but they were really good. Everyone else was 75% gone by the time we got to the reception, so that was really funny. They were all singing and shit. Hillarious.
The reception was my favorite. Brandon was my "date" and he was actually pretty cool. My uncle wanted to get my drunk so he would randomly give me stuff to drink. Cranberry vodka is nasty as hall. I liked malibu baybreezes, or something like that. I was cool, though, just a wee bit tipsy, but so was everyone else. It's like a wedding rule. My family was going crazy after a few drinks. These ultra conservative people were dancing like maniacs. It was great. At the end my mom was crying about me going to college while I was dancing to New York, New York with my grandmom. Then she tells my grandmom, who starts crying. At the end of the wedding I went to my aunt to say goodbye, and she wouldn't let go of me and she was sobbing crying saying "Bre Bre's going to college, oh my god, oh my god". At first I thought she was laughing, but she was FREAKING OUT. She was crying so damn hard. Note, she had been drinking and shit, but still, I didn't know what to do.
At the end of the nite brandon was our designated driver, he took us all home and then stayed for a bit. My aunt kathy, uncle eric and sarah are visiting his family for tonite, so they'll be back tomorrow, then i leave tuesday. wow.