Les Mochucks
Last night was Thirza and Francois' wedding. They are now officially married and are able to proudly call themselves Mochucks (a combination of Morrisette, Francois' last name, and Boychuck, Thirza's last name). The ceremony was fairly short, as it was not religious, but it had this really appropriate reading from Le Petit Prince where the fox is talking about the roses and how you must take care of rose and it was just such a fitting metaphor. Thirza's dress looked really beautiful on her; it was had a simply bodice with one of those really flowy, ruschy skirts. I cried a little bit when they kissed because I could see Thirza getting all watery-eyed and I couldn't help myself.
Pre-dinner, there was this really hilarious quartet called Mouche Ta Bouche that had an accoridion player who looked possessed and a tiger striped violin. Before and after the ceremony, Isabel and I were also named the official caretakers of the Polaroid camera. How it worked was we went around to all the guests and took pictures of them with this old-school 70's polaroid camera, and then they filled out this little white card with some of their thoughts and later Thirza and Francois will put it all together in a scrapbook. I would say there were about 80 people there last night, and I knew about half (us Sadowski's made up a fair portion). There was of course Francois' family, who are all French, and so the ceremony was in English and French, which I thought was really neat. I particularly liked Francois' dad Claude, who had this awesome French moustache going on and a great sense of humour. There were, of course, tons of pictures taken, including some with "the cousins" which included Elizabeth, Katherine, Isabel and me. After Isabel and I tired of taking polaroids of the guests, we started taking some really dumb ones with Elizabeth and Katherine. There was on were Elizabeth "catchs" the bouquet, and in the next one we're all pummeling her. There is also one of us by the cigarette garbage thingy that said "butt stop" on it and we decided it'd be vair amusant to stick our butts at the camera and pose by it.
The dinner was quite nice. Before the ceremony started we looked on this table for our maple leaf lollipop with our name tag attached, and the number on the tag was the number of our table. It was a tasty idea. There was weird starters, but I liked the pumpkin soup they had and the main course of beef tenderloin, veggies and citrus risotto. The dessert was formidable as we had creme brulee, shortbread with chocolate patee AND a fruit salad. No cake though. There were of course speeches, but they were kept to within 20 minutes, which was an appropriate length I think because nobody wants to listen for much longer than that. Elizabeth did this great slide-show presentation that had all these super embarassing of Thirza and Francois. I'd seen some of the ones of Thirza before, but none of the ones of Francois, my favourite being his track picture were he's wearing neon short-shorts. Auntie Natalie also did a speech, and she mentioned how the total number of years of marriage between all the guests was something like 500 or 600 years, which is a lot of years of marriage. Of course in true Auntie Natalie style there was the blunder in her homage to Francois; she said she couldn't think of better husband for her husband. Riiight. Uncle Gary and Claude also made speeches, and Claude made everyone laugh when he said that he couldn't wait to see "lots of little mochucks". Hehehehe. Lastly, the bride and groom also made their speeches, and I liked how Francois went first and then said "now that I'm married, I'll let Thirza have the last word." That's the way to go buddy.
Next we had what was entitled on the schedule as "dance fever". The dancing started with Fly Me to the Moon, followed by Stayin' Alive and other such 70's hits. I was shocked to see Dad doing this crazy hip-swagger dance out there, and just like me, he had about 2 metres of space in all directions around him- he was really getting into it!! Mom also danced even though she said her arthritis was killing her, which was very sporting of her. I basically danced all night to a wild and wacky mix of music that included German folk songs, Irish tunes, plenty of Disco and lotsa 80s. I was surprised to see how many adults danced, but in the end it was mostly us young chickens that kept the dance floor hopping. At around 12:30 the wedding reached it's end, and we said goodnight to everyone and thanked Claude, Susanne, Uncle Gary, Auntie Natalie, Thirza and Francois for everything. It was a super awesome night, and it was great to see all my family together having a fun time. Here's to the newlyweds!