Thank you Omega Mum and Retired and Crazy for this award. So lovely to be thought of by two such entertaining Bloggers.
I've been out of action this week, mulling over my own troubled world and making mountains out of molehills. Well, I am a mother, it's my duty to do so, that and keeping them in clean underwear.
I also had an emotional time seeing my very dear friend get married for the second time. It was fabulous, I made a speech, I cried, couldn't finish what I wanted to say and got a resounding applause for my raw emotion even though Wales had just beaten England in the Rugby and I was introduced as the grooms' English friend. I feared being lynched afterwards but so many people said I did a great job, a Welsh wedding in the valleys on Rugby day can be a scary place to be when you're very obviously English.
I couldn't look at my friend or talk to him for an hour or so, it just made me cry, he's a champion chap, wonderful father, and so totally fab, I love him. He's found the love of his life and she's a fantastic step-mum to my God Sons.
Darling Husband, myself, the bride and groom and our five children retired to the bridal suite for champagne. The girls hid under the wedding dress (it was enormously wide) while the beee-yooo-tiful bride sat delicately on a poooofee, and the boys hid in the wardrobe. The groom and I led on the bed, heads together looking at the photos on his camera, darling husband wandered around, scaring the children occasionally before snuggling in between myself and the groom. We suddenly realised how odd it all looked when the brides' parents walked in and laughed for rather a long time.
I'll stop the sop now, and get back to my normal scathing self next post.
14 comments:
Very lovely. Just what I needed.
Poooofee - I'm so glad I now know what those things are called. Just how many girls could fit under that dress? It must have been wide indeed.
Congratulations Frog. And tell me - was the dress a meringue (in the nicest possible way, obviously). Always wanted one of those myself, but found when it came to it that a waist was something of a prerequisite. Oh well. Empire line is so much more subtle...
so glad to see you back blogging again and sounds a great wedding.
Glad to see you had an escape from the teen trauma. We all need those!
I love weddings when you love those involved!
Sounds like a fab time...and much-deserved after last week.
Pigx
That wedding sounds brilliant - aren't good old friends just the best things ever?
I just love a good wedding, especially one with all that 80's music.
Crystal xx
I have left you the "Keep Up The Good Work" award!
Thank you Omegas Mum, nice of you to drop in.
Iota, my eldest is a size 10 and she and her two small sisters were only under 1 third of the dress, so rather a few could get under there.
Indeed it was a massive (and gorgeous) meringue Potty Mummy.
Nice to see you Elizabethm and Expat Mum.
Thnks Pig and Gone Back South, friends are just the best for promoting sop and tears at weddings, there's no doubt.
Crystal, was that you in the little black dress?
Gone Back South, thanks! Very sweet indeed.
Frog... COME BACK!!
What a lovely friend you are! I feel so glad to know such a nice lady.
Just a small point though...
When the bride had taken off the said dress, she was not lying about the bedroom with you in a basque and suspenders now was she? It is just a mental image I can't shake now. Was she still wearing her veil?
Consider yourself TAGGED ... come on over to my place ...oi
Thank you DM, the Bride was perfectly decent (you're so terribly rude, Thank you, it was a very full design, fabulously huge enough to hide under.
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