First up, it’s Mumsie! She picked out this beautiful dress from Anthropologie, I bought it, and after the wedding she gave it to me to keep as I enjoy wearing dresses and she doesn’t. She kept saying she felt fat and I kept re-assuring her that SHE WASN’T (sound familiar?). Then I wore the dress to work this week and one of my patients asked me if I had a baby “in there”. I patted my fupa and smiled, “Nope, just cheeseburgers!” Sigh.
Why are our arms so awkward in this photo? Like mother like daughter. Remember the Myer-Briggs test? Uh huh.
The six foot six groom.
Mumsie and Daddums. Their colors coordinate!
Look at how pretty the Botanical Gardens are. Even with those awful yellow foothills in the background.
If you have to get married in Boise, this seems like the best place for it.
The best man and a bridesmaid. That purple dress photographs nicely, doesn’t it?
We were supposed to show up two hours early for photographs but they didn’t really kick off until an hour before the wedding, and even then I was only required for a few of them. Plenty of time to wander the Gardens.
SHAZZAM! What a show-off! The black shoes (that I complained about) actually ended up being pretty cute.
Stephanie, Stewart, and the little flower girl. She did pretty great leading up to the time she had to walk down the “aisle”, and then she had a major meltdown. Children are so unpredictable!
Joshy holds my bouquet. I thought the flower selection was really nice.
The happy bride and groom. They were very affectionate with each other, and there was a lot of touching and hugging and kissing. I thought it was a very good sign.
My uncle Mike, cousin Kyle, and Aunt Caroline. My Aunt Lisa was unable to attend the wedding due to physical problems, and she was dearly missed. She did, however, send a crapload of jewelry for me to pick over and keep, though, which was GREAT. Score!
I like this shot of my parents.
In lieu of a cake, they had about a million mini gourmet cupcakes instead. I had an apple caramel and chocolate ganache, and they were fantastic. My only regret is forgetting to take some home!
Joshy sitting next to the pastor’s wife at the head table. Isn’t she cute? She was really nice. Apparently she’s a talented musician and singer…it’s too bad she didn’t perform at the wedding. The song selection was meh, and when I requested “Groove Is In the Heart” the dj HAD NEVER HEARD OF DEEE-LITE. O-M-G.
The pastor and his wife. Married for eight years with no children? That’s practically unheard of in Idaho.
The head table.
I liked Stephanie and her family. Her grandparents are delightful.
Joshy giving his Best Man speech. He did a nice job.
First dance. My brother could use some dance lessons…but I’m pretty sure he had never danced before. Big moment for him!
Stewart and Mumsie. She had attempted to give him a little dance coaching the night before, much to our amusement.
Ubiquitous YMCA dance.
Joshy gets down. We did dance together for a couple of songs–he spun me around and dipped me once. Too bad no one took pictures of that!
The little flower girl cheered up.
The written congratulations. You can see mine in the lower right corner–I was the first to write. Ever since my friend Lisa wrote “Welcome to the club” at our wedding, I’ve been using that line. I don’t know why, but I just like it.
The next day my mother, Josh and I met my uncle and cousin at the Green Belt and had a lovely walk. Until of course I strayed across the path to pet a dog that looked just like Bear Cub and some female cyclist suddenly came up right behind me yelling, “On your left…JESUS CHRIST ON YOUR LEFT.” That wasn’t so fun.
And successful catch.
They wrapped the garter belt around a football, and that little boy caught it.
All in all, it was a beautiful wedding. I’m so happy my brother has found love!
Next up: Josh and I are house hunting…and today we made our very first bid! Yes! Scream! Holler! Excitement! More about that to come!