All in favor of MOOOOOOM bein’ our hostest with the mostest with an assortment of bagels and flavored cream cheeses, say “Aye.”
AYE!!!
All those opposed [del]just what is your major malfunction[/del] say “Nay.”
::crickets::
The “Ayes” have it. MOOOOOM shall be tomorrow’s hijackable OP.
Ok, now that that’s out of the way…
Howdy Y’all I’m home! Actually been home for about an hour but had to put stuff away and get a load of dainties in the wash, which are now in the dryer.
The weddin’ was really nice. BTW BBBobbio <snerk> the joke, although older than a couple of folks in their 80s on a honeymoon, is funny. <snerk> Also, MOOOOOOM I proffered the idea that my next to oldest brother be ringbearer and I be the flower boy but I got vetoed. 
Ok, back to the weddin’. The lineup on the groom’s side was standard procedure, i.e., the groom and his sons walk in and stand there like good little soldiers. The lineup on the bride’s side was out of the ordinary I guess I should say. Sis served as matron of honor and walked down the aisle herself. She didn’t trip over her high heels so I was proud of her. Then followed mom on the arm of my oldest brother. My other older brother and I followed behind. We got to the altar and the minister asked who gives this bride away and oldest brother answered, “her daughter and her sons.” A little teary eyed moment there. Then we all took our places, mom beside the groom, of course, sis beside mom, then oldest brother, next to oldest brother and moi. Then went the ceremony, the short and sweet version everybody knows. They kiss, the minister presents Mr. and Mrs Newlywed, clap, clap, clap which I find a little tacky but what the hey. Bride and groom march down the aisle, then sis and groom’s oldest son, then it got a little weird because next is oldest bro and groom’s next youngest son, then next to oldest bro and and groom’s next youngest son and then, well, no more groom’s sons because the other one had opted to take pictures instead. So da bear stands alone and gets to walk out on his lonesome. As I start, the minister said, under his breath, “wow they left you high and dry.” I replied, under my breath, “nah, the best is always saved for last.” Left him standin’ there with the giggles. Leave ‘em laughin’ I always say.
The luncheon afterwards was a feast! I had no idea. We had crab stuffed and herb stuffed mushrooms as appetizers, then shrimp cocktail (secret confession, I don’t like cocktail sauce so OYKW had extra sauce which he likes), spinach sallit, meatballs (pork, veal, beef YUM!) in an excellent marinara sauce over pasta and, of course, weddin’ cake for dessert. I drove halfway back then told OYKW he had to drive the other half cause I was gettin’ sleepified.
A good time was had by all. OYKW who is a little overwhelmed with my semi-raucous family, his bein’ rather staid, was really overwhelmed with Frank’s (the groom) huge boisterous Italian family. A good time was had though.
Long post ain’t it? I got a little more so if you need a break go ahead. I’ll wait.
Back? Good!
Before we left yestiddy I broke down and turned on the a /c because of temps predicted to be in the lower 90’s yestiddy and today. We swung by OYKW’s house so he could do the same. It’s hawt outside still, so it turned out to be a good idea. Go Me! What? I took a break just to come back and read that you say? I didn’t say you had to take a break. So There!
I have a feelin’ this will be a melatonin and early night kind of night.
Laterz!
