The Wedding

Last minute, A. decided that he wants to go, too. I wasn't too thrilled, but he WAS invited, even though I know he hates Sandra's guts. So we all got dressed up, me in a pretty navy dress with a bit of sparkly embroidery on it and my new fabulous sandals in three different shades of blue. Sexiest shoes I've ever had. Put on make-up, too, but I didn't feel very sexy at all. My face looked tired and pale. L. was very excited, she could hardly wait to get dressed, she was so cute. White dress with blue flowers and blue ribbons, and she let me crimp her hair. With all that hair, she looked like Hermione from the first Harry Potter movie, small, cute, smart face and lots of hair. She also had new sandals, white with sparkly beads on them. We were right on time, a lot of people were already there and we were escorted to our seats. Shortly after we sat down, Marilyn and her family came, Shannon, her 8 yr-old with them, so Lydia had someone to talk to and compare outfits and shoes (and so did I, LOL - Marilyn and I both agreed that Sandra's side of the church was MUCH better dressed and MUCH better looking than those OTHER people -Allan's relatives and friends - not really, but hey, isn't that what people do at weddings? criticize the OTHER side?) So Marilyn was pointing out his sisters and his mom, she met them at the shower that I didn't go to because I had my surgery that weekend. Looks like a nice family and they all seemed to be very happy to welcome Sandra into their fold. The ceremony started a bit late, L. was starting to get bored, and then finally, the pastor, the groom and the best man came in, and then the maid of honor, and then.... THE BRIDE. Sandra looked beautiful, strapless dress with boobs pushed up, very HOT, and a little see-through shrug with long princess sleeves. No veil, but her hair was put up in a very pretty updo and sprayed with sparkles, it looked gorgeous. Like a princess. The flattest shoes she could find, because Allan is just slightly shorter... Allan had this radiant grin on his face the whole time, it was so cute. Sandra was so nervous her flowers were shaking, but her voice was strong when she said the vows. When the pastor talked about loving and respecting each other, I felt a knot in my throat, and when they promised to be faithful to each other, I felt the tears well up. Yes, my marriage is not loving and not the least bit respectful, and I have NOT been faithful. It hurt. I could only stop crying by reminding myself that I will look like a mess if my makeup starts dripping. After it was done, and the pastor announced them, the music for walking out was: At Last!!!! everybody chuckled, it was cute....
Afterwards, at the reception, A. was his own self, not saying boo to anyone and looking sullen, so we left early, not even waiting for the cake. Part of me would have loved to stay, but another part just wanted to get out of there, away from the happy families and the promise of a new marriage.
In the afternoon, we went over to my friend Barb's house and had lots of fun with her, Linda and her daughters, and A. could play his xbox game in peace.