Weddings, memes, general shtuff
Well, I'm back from my younger brother's wedding. ::waves to 
jimpage363 ; so glad we got to catch up!:: The wedding went fine for a multitude of reasons, most notably my father and his wife electing not to attend. (All gods be praised, and believe me, I did.) The bride was late for her own wedding -- completely normal for her, and in fact, I'm told she did well by being only half an hour late -- which got amusing. The best man (my older brother) and I were reassuring the minister that yes, really, she'd be there. Fortunately, people from the bride's side had *also* told him she tended to run late. The exact comment from one person was, 'If I'd been in charge of the planning, she'd have been told times that were an hour early..." Amusingly enough, in her vows she did in fact mention being the kind of person who'd be late for her own wedding.
Lovely people at the thing, however, both my new in-laws (I met all but one) and my brother and new SIL's friends, mutual or otherwise. I'm somewhere between surprised and amused, however, that they keep assuring us it's lovely to have new in-laws saner than they are. From what I've seen and what I know... I'm a tad dubious here. What the heck, though, they'll find out.
But everything went well, my mother looked amazing and clearly was having a lovely time, so was everyone else -- complete win, other than spiking a fever after the wedding that made bones hurt. It took 24 hours for my knees to stop aching and my hands haven't entirely quit yet, damn it. But we got back safely and I have a ton of errands/appointments/things to write this week. At least I slept in today...
Last of this generation happily married off. My best wishes to them both! Night, all!
jimpage363 ; so glad we got to catch up!:: The wedding went fine for a multitude of reasons, most notably my father and his wife electing not to attend. (All gods be praised, and believe me, I did.) The bride was late for her own wedding -- completely normal for her, and in fact, I'm told she did well by being only half an hour late -- which got amusing. The best man (my older brother) and I were reassuring the minister that yes, really, she'd be there. Fortunately, people from the bride's side had *also* told him she tended to run late. The exact comment from one person was, 'If I'd been in charge of the planning, she'd have been told times that were an hour early..." Amusingly enough, in her vows she did in fact mention being the kind of person who'd be late for her own wedding.
Lovely people at the thing, however, both my new in-laws (I met all but one) and my brother and new SIL's friends, mutual or otherwise. I'm somewhere between surprised and amused, however, that they keep assuring us it's lovely to have new in-laws saner than they are. From what I've seen and what I know... I'm a tad dubious here. What the heck, though, they'll find out.
But everything went well, my mother looked amazing and clearly was having a lovely time, so was everyone else -- complete win, other than spiking a fever after the wedding that made bones hurt. It took 24 hours for my knees to stop aching and my hands haven't entirely quit yet, damn it. But we got back safely and I have a ton of errands/appointments/things to write this week. At least I slept in today...
Last of this generation happily married off. My best wishes to them both! Night, all!