The wedding

It's late and I promised Catie I'd help recreate the straight hairdo she wore to Hope's wedding yesterday. Hairdresser, I ain't. I'm seriously considering taking lessons from my sister this time around. No...really.

Anyway...here's how the weekend went down.

Friday I worked my butt off to try to finish work on time. I didn't. Thursday I was so nauseous from the migraine that I had to leave work early. Friday I still felt sick, but the headache was gone and I couldn't finish work. I made up my mind to finish it up today, and hit for Waynesboro. (Do what you can....forgive yourself for the rest. One of the many mottos I live by!)

The place she chose was absolutely gorgeous. It was a cabin on the banks of the Savannah River on I don't know how many acres of land. Spanish moss everywhere. The wedding was held outdoors. We did a quick run-through of where everything would take place, and then we sat down to a spaghetti and salad dinner in front of the fire in this huge brick fireplace.

(I will be blogging more about this cabin. I am completely in love. It will be mine. Oh, yes, it will be mine. Or...one just like it!)

Lemme tell ya...Miss Betty (Michael's mama) made some nanner puddin' and some kind of eclair dessert that was so good it makes you want to slap your mama! And she didn't leave a drop for us for breakfast!!! 'Twas for the best, I suppose. We did have dresses to fit into the next day.

Sam (Hope's sister), me and Catie spent the night at the cabin. Michael and Hope sat around the fire with us after everybody left and we just chatted until midnight. It was very relaxing. I about fell asleep in my rocking chair.

As exhausted as I was, I couldn't sleep! Who was mad was me!! The longer I was awake, the madder I got, the harder it was to fall asleep...and so on. We got up at 7 a.m. the next morning. I don't know what time I finally fell asleep, but I'm pretty sure it was 6:55.

It was very cool that morning and the fire had burned out during the night, but the day of the wedding warmed up nicely. The wind was cool, but the shawls Hope gave us as bridesmaid's presents was just the thing to keep us warm...and protect modesty for those of us who had saftey pins holding our dresses in place. (Not mine...completely...but safety pins were involved nonetheless.) The ceremony was very sweet. The bride and groom said their own vows. The wedding cake was beautiful, and looked like blades of grass on the sides (the topper was a couple in blue jeans, perfect for a casual country wedding). The food was delicious...especially for those of us that skipped lunch (all of us). I was immensely relieved not to have caught the bouquet.

Okay...I have to comment here. You ever notice how once upon a time, women would cat fight to be the one to catch the bouquet? And nowadays, we act like it's some disease we'll catch instead. There were like five of us in the back with our hands up going "Nope!!!" hehehehe I think Sam only caught it because if she hadn't, it would have beaned her in the head!

After the reception was over, the cleaning up was done, and the last of the family members carried off the last of the leftovers, Catie and I were still there. I was so exhausted, but I asked Hope if she would mind if, for just a couple of minutes, I sat out on the back deck to just be quiet for a minute and take in the beauty of my surroundings. Ya'll...I really am going to need to move back to the country. I think so.

Hope and I just sat out there on the swing, caught our breaths and chatted for a minute while we watched the river, about the weekend, the wedding and concerns over a friend. Then, Catie and I went home. I swear, a bed never felt better than mine did last night. I'm praying tonight it feels just as good.