i love weddings.
why, you ask?
i'll tell you.
well, for the obvious reasons, of course.
because they are always tremendously enlightening experiences.
1. it really is probably for the best that i don't get married for another 30 years or so--my father was halfway to crazy by the time i arrived in rhode island with two of my cousins. and this was his niece getting married. not his daughter.
2. do not leave the parking lot with the waterford crystal bowl sitting on top of the car. a broken bowl does not a good gift make. (good news: it made quite a thump, but did not break--just a wee of a scratch on the paper)
3. dancing makes everything better. and a good, short haircut swingin' to the beat gives even the poorest of dancers (me) the belief that they aren't half bad
evidence of any damage? hardly.
cousin mary and her lovely new husband, patrick.
my cousin brian with his fiancee, melissa and his mother. doesn't he look happy? he should, he caught a good one.
with my aunt patti and cousin mike.
cousin brian doing the footloose dance. goodness, i love my wacky family.
my brother (and new bostonian) with me, cousin brian and melissa.
cousin kevin (who spent the week with me in new york) and gorgeous sarah (fiancee of my cousin sean)
christmas card? check. the nuclear family and in a rare somewhat-photogenic moment.
hope you had a lovely weekend!