I honestly can’t tell you who was more excited for the big day; Lauren, her sister or me. There was much laughter all day, (starting a 7am) and very few tears. Imagine that. The woman (me) who cries AT EVERYTHING, hardly a tear for her daughters big day. I’m sure it’s because I’m so happy and hopeful for these two; there was no concern if they were making the right choice for their future.
I was even able to get up and give a toast (sourdough!) without sobbing.
I’m gonna just put this out here now: Lauren was the MOST beautiful bride and if you think differently, I’ll fight you.
I’m not going to share any bridal pics yet though. She has the pleasure of doing that first on her social media. Can you believe someone shared wedding pics on FB that night? Don’t get me started…
Everything went as smooth as buttah. I suppose that is what happens when you choose an excellent venue that is extremely organized and you pay out the wazoo for organized smoothness. We actually stimulated the economy in the Tampa area Thursday-Sunday. You are welcome Tampa.
I can’t party like a rock star
Sunday morning I had a hard time walking as my calves were tore down; ya’ll I danced the night away. Wait, let me rephrase that. I got low, low, low with my
not apple bottom jeans and not boots with the fur. I also dropped it like it’s hot more times than not. By Monday, I could hardly get out of bed; the soreness had really set it.
The only downside for the day was MY face and my hair. You knew I had to make this about me, right?
For months I wavered back and forth on having my hair and makeup done with the rest of the girls. I’m proficient at doing both myself, but finally I thought ‘it’s a special day, maybe the makeup artist can do something special with my face and hair that I can’t do’.
You know what? She CAN do something special that I can’t do, she can make it so that I hate looking at myself! *sigh* It was too late to try to wash out all the crap they put in my hair and I had to live with it.
Linds, Lolo, Hooker Suz.
Isn’t she stunning? Look Mom, I HAVE CHEEKBONES!
NOT A BRIDEZILLAS TO BE FOUND
Lolo did her own manicure and I trimmed her hair the morning before in the hotel room as she hasn’t had a haircut in about a year. We had two veils shipped, she decided which one she preferred, but it was much too long, I whipped out my hair shears and Grandma Sue trimmed about 2 feet off it right in the hotel room. NO stress.
I ENSURE YOU I WON’T MAKE A MESS
She didn’t have much of an appetite, but knew she needed some nourishment earlier in the day so she brought a few chocolate Ensures with her to the venue where she got dressed and had photos. Not kidding–the girl is in her dress and veil, sitting in a chair while the photographer is taking photos before the event, Lolo picked up an Ensure, shook it up and opened it right over her dress. I thought the photographer was going to have a coronary.
I will have photos of that later as we might get an endorsement deal from Ensure. SHOW ME THE ENSURE MONEY.
I will have much to share, but I don’t want to bore you with all of it at once.
Who am I kidding, YOU live for this, right?
Suz, the luckiest Mom of two amazing women and now a son.