Regarding the Wedding of Friends
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annathepiperI didn't give this the attention it deserved in my journal yesterday; to be honest, I didn't give it the attention it deserved while I was actually at the event, for assorted personal reasons. But now, to amend this, at least somewhat.
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solarbird, spazzkat, mamishka and I all went to the wedding of kathrynt and llachglin yesterday. I was pretty depressed, for reasons both publically described in this journal and privately, and as a result spent most of the first two hours we were at the site of the event curled up in the back seat of our car because I couldn't cope with being around people and I didn't want to be a depression sink around the bride. But, jessicac was very kind about bringing me a Pepsi, and both she and tinlail and lyricae very kindly offered me crash space at their house before the ceremony if I needed it. I declined, mostly because the car was my and Dar's space and it felt like the best and safest place to curl up in a small ball for a while.
It helped. I fell asleep and woke up in time to come in for the ceremony and properly appreciate where we were--i.e., the Columbia Winery, which is right across the street from Chateau Ste. Michelle, another winery which is most notable at least in my personal experience for being the site where I saw my first ever live performance by Great Big Sea. The building the festivities were to take place in is a nice one, and they'd let the wedding party have a couple of large conference rooms for the ceremony and the reception. They also let folks into the gift shop for wine tasting, and Dar and I discovered that we liked the 2002 Cellarmaster Riesling, which is a sweet white wine. Me, I found it very close in taste to wine coolers, with just a bit more bite to it.
The ceremony was pretty cool and unique, presided over byrmd, who looked regal and benign in a gown of green velvet. I liked that the program listed "bride's attendants" and "groom's attendants"--even aside from the fact that Paul was serving as one of Kathryn's attendants and therefore couldn't exactly be called a "bridesmaid". Paul went around referring to himself as the "bridesdude" and told us later that a man being one of the bride's attendants caused no end of confusion for the photographer. Heh.
Anyway, Kathryn looked fairly splendid as well in her gown all done in shades of gold. And Jessica andchipmunck complemented her in their own sort of greeny-goldy gowns. Nice dresses all around, formal without looking ridiculous as I have found many wedding dresses to look in the past; these were garments I could actually see the involved women wearing again at some point.
Kathryn and Erik not only wrote their own vows, they didn't even know what the other had written until the actual ceremony, which was a nice touch. Everyone giggled at Erik's listing a count of the days he and Q had been together, and giggled again at Q claiming that she would be Erik's "Joey Ramone".
I liked that they were blessed with sage, as well. And that the lighting of candles, the sharing of bread and wine, and the overall tone of the ceremony was respectful, solemnly ritualistic... without being too heavy. It was also not very long. Erik's sister read a sonnet by a Chilean (I believe it was) poet, and that was about the only interlude in the whole thing, start to finish.
I liked the musical selections as well--again, non-traditional and unique. I especially liked the Swedish song at the end, at least in terms of the lyrics, the translation of which was printed in the programs.
And I liked the programs, which were printed on lovely paper with a sort of gold-dusted look to it.
The reception was less formal than I've experienced with such things in the past as well, which wasn't surprising considering the social crowd Q and Erik are in. I spent a lot of time watching and being charmed by various children, since I wasn't up for much more than that.poodlgrl's little girl Violet was especially sweet; I got her attention by making faces at her, and although she was shy at first she eventually informed me cutely that she loved me. And gave me jelly beans. That kid is seven kids' worth of cute.
firni's kid Conor was also rather cute to watch, even if he was a lot quieter and spent most of his time fidgeting with a camera (as opposed to Violet, who ran all over the place scarfing jellybeans from various tables, and who teamed up with another kid named Connor to make a run for the wedding cake, which was fortunately intercepted by Violet's daddy Eric before disaster struck). Conor was obviously delighted and charmed with the various fiddly bits on the camera and even pointed it thoughtfully in several directions.
smeehrrr and dianala were both present with their little Joseph, who has the most incredible head of hair I have ever seen on a three-month-old baby. Most of the time, Joseph had this startled look on his face, like he was constantly in "AAAAH WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!" mode.
There were all the obligatory toasts in honor of the bride and groom. Kathryn's dad wound up telling the chestnut about why American railway tracks are four feet, 8 and 3/4 inches wide, using that as a metaphor for continuity. It was very wittily done.
There was also the obligatory dancing, a good deal of which was done by the children. Violet bounced around a lot to the music, both over on the dance floor and in her daddy's lap; I spotted her over by the speakers as well, poking at one as if she was curious about why music was coming out of a big box thing. Which led me to quietly amused wondering about when kids that small start figuring out that music does in fact get made by PEOPLE.
I got one good giggle out of the entire affair, too. Debbi came over to chat with me and Paul and Mimi, and made a remark about Russell Crowe having just recently gotten married. Paul and Mimi proceeded to inform her that our household had been all about that particular news item lately, and I added that Paul had asked me if we were going to have a wake.
Debbi got some teasing from those with her about Mr. Crowe just not knowing about HER... which led to further teasing about whether Debbi and I would have to have a cage match for who would get to marry Mr. Crowe. In fact, this led to much amusement over "the new FOX reality show: Who Wants to Marry Russell Crowe?" and "Bridal Thunderdome: Two Brides Enter! One Bride Leaves!"
I trumped her, though. I asked her if she owned Hammers Over the Anvil, and when Debbi learned that this particular flick involved Mr. Crowe naked, she announced she would be buying five copies. Heh.
Everybody with children wound up leading the exodus out, though Dar and Paul and I weren't far behind. And once we got home, Dar and I both keeled over on the couch for some serious nappage, because we were exhausted.
But now Q and Erik are married. YAY!
solarbird, spazzkat, mamishka and I all went to the wedding of kathrynt and llachglin yesterday. I was pretty depressed, for reasons both publically described in this journal and privately, and as a result spent most of the first two hours we were at the site of the event curled up in the back seat of our car because I couldn't cope with being around people and I didn't want to be a depression sink around the bride. But, jessicac was very kind about bringing me a Pepsi, and both she and tinlail and lyricae very kindly offered me crash space at their house before the ceremony if I needed it. I declined, mostly because the car was my and Dar's space and it felt like the best and safest place to curl up in a small ball for a while.It helped. I fell asleep and woke up in time to come in for the ceremony and properly appreciate where we were--i.e., the Columbia Winery, which is right across the street from Chateau Ste. Michelle, another winery which is most notable at least in my personal experience for being the site where I saw my first ever live performance by Great Big Sea. The building the festivities were to take place in is a nice one, and they'd let the wedding party have a couple of large conference rooms for the ceremony and the reception. They also let folks into the gift shop for wine tasting, and Dar and I discovered that we liked the 2002 Cellarmaster Riesling, which is a sweet white wine. Me, I found it very close in taste to wine coolers, with just a bit more bite to it.
The ceremony was pretty cool and unique, presided over by
rmd, who looked regal and benign in a gown of green velvet. I liked that the program listed "bride's attendants" and "groom's attendants"--even aside from the fact that Paul was serving as one of Kathryn's attendants and therefore couldn't exactly be called a "bridesmaid". Paul went around referring to himself as the "bridesdude" and told us later that a man being one of the bride's attendants caused no end of confusion for the photographer. Heh.Anyway, Kathryn looked fairly splendid as well in her gown all done in shades of gold. And Jessica and
chipmunck complemented her in their own sort of greeny-goldy gowns. Nice dresses all around, formal without looking ridiculous as I have found many wedding dresses to look in the past; these were garments I could actually see the involved women wearing again at some point.Kathryn and Erik not only wrote their own vows, they didn't even know what the other had written until the actual ceremony, which was a nice touch. Everyone giggled at Erik's listing a count of the days he and Q had been together, and giggled again at Q claiming that she would be Erik's "Joey Ramone".
I liked that they were blessed with sage, as well. And that the lighting of candles, the sharing of bread and wine, and the overall tone of the ceremony was respectful, solemnly ritualistic... without being too heavy. It was also not very long. Erik's sister read a sonnet by a Chilean (I believe it was) poet, and that was about the only interlude in the whole thing, start to finish.
I liked the musical selections as well--again, non-traditional and unique. I especially liked the Swedish song at the end, at least in terms of the lyrics, the translation of which was printed in the programs.
And I liked the programs, which were printed on lovely paper with a sort of gold-dusted look to it.
The reception was less formal than I've experienced with such things in the past as well, which wasn't surprising considering the social crowd Q and Erik are in. I spent a lot of time watching and being charmed by various children, since I wasn't up for much more than that.
poodlgrl's little girl Violet was especially sweet; I got her attention by making faces at her, and although she was shy at first she eventually informed me cutely that she loved me. And gave me jelly beans. That kid is seven kids' worth of cute.firni's kid Conor was also rather cute to watch, even if he was a lot quieter and spent most of his time fidgeting with a camera (as opposed to Violet, who ran all over the place scarfing jellybeans from various tables, and who teamed up with another kid named Connor to make a run for the wedding cake, which was fortunately intercepted by Violet's daddy Eric before disaster struck). Conor was obviously delighted and charmed with the various fiddly bits on the camera and even pointed it thoughtfully in several directions.smeehrrr and dianala were both present with their little Joseph, who has the most incredible head of hair I have ever seen on a three-month-old baby. Most of the time, Joseph had this startled look on his face, like he was constantly in "AAAAH WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!" mode.There were all the obligatory toasts in honor of the bride and groom. Kathryn's dad wound up telling the chestnut about why American railway tracks are four feet, 8 and 3/4 inches wide, using that as a metaphor for continuity. It was very wittily done.
There was also the obligatory dancing, a good deal of which was done by the children. Violet bounced around a lot to the music, both over on the dance floor and in her daddy's lap; I spotted her over by the speakers as well, poking at one as if she was curious about why music was coming out of a big box thing. Which led me to quietly amused wondering about when kids that small start figuring out that music does in fact get made by PEOPLE.
I got one good giggle out of the entire affair, too. Debbi came over to chat with me and Paul and Mimi, and made a remark about Russell Crowe having just recently gotten married. Paul and Mimi proceeded to inform her that our household had been all about that particular news item lately, and I added that Paul had asked me if we were going to have a wake.
Debbi got some teasing from those with her about Mr. Crowe just not knowing about HER... which led to further teasing about whether Debbi and I would have to have a cage match for who would get to marry Mr. Crowe. In fact, this led to much amusement over "the new FOX reality show: Who Wants to Marry Russell Crowe?" and "Bridal Thunderdome: Two Brides Enter! One Bride Leaves!"
I trumped her, though. I asked her if she owned Hammers Over the Anvil, and when Debbi learned that this particular flick involved Mr. Crowe naked, she announced she would be buying five copies. Heh.
Everybody with children wound up leading the exodus out, though Dar and Paul and I weren't far behind. And once we got home, Dar and I both keeled over on the couch for some serious nappage, because we were exhausted.
But now Q and Erik are married. YAY!