“Remoted – Hybrid” – Day 920 (Friday) – wedding day

Entrance to the
 ceremony site.

In the way that work expands to fill the time allotted, so did the preparations for attending the wedding. There was showering and hair drying and coffee drinking and news and the rest of whatever Netflix show was on Thursday night. 

The outfit of red pants with a black lace overlay and a shiny top had been mostly selected days earlier, then doubted every day after and was very nearly changed to one of the dozen black dresses hanging in the closet. The whole thing took about seven hours, basically the entire time from getting up until it was time to leave. It crowded out the other penciled-in tasks like visiting the ATM and getting gas. Oops.

It was chilly, in the 40s, and windy when I got up, so dresses were ruled out and the pants were definitely in. Part of the nebulous vacation day pre-wedding plan was to maybe have my nails done, but that was ruled out due to laziness. A red color was chosen from the many bottles in the closet, and then the bottle wouldn’t open. Rubber jar openers were tried, applying polish remover to the cover, running a knife around the cover. And then the whole neck of the bottle snapped off. This will have been the last usage of that full bottler of OPI “Meet and Jingle.” Danggit.

Dad, Brittany, and
the most amazing gown.

The wedding ceremony was outside, and it was a bit windy and chilly at 50 degrees. It's the time of year of could have been 100, it could have been 50. Birch trees behind the wedding arch swayed in the wind. At least it hadn’t been pouring all day like on Thursday. 

The bridesmaids, dressed elegantly in long black dresses, filed in through the stone arch and down the aisle. The groomsmen and the groom were stationed at the front.

When Dad walked the bride in, it was stunning. She wore a ball gown with train in layers of tan and white tulle with a black lace overlay. It was stunning. She was gorgeous. There were tears from more than a couple people our side of the aisle. 

The reception ballroom tables were set with a custom cookie at each place setting. The Magic Mirror photo station was fun, capturing three images and spitting them out in a photo print. Appetizers were passed around during cocktail hour.

My sister and I failed to wander the room, which resulted in never seeing the wedding cake. Shout out to Table 11, which had a fun group, including a Facebook friend previously only know in cyber (hey Matt, nice to meet you IRL!).

Many photos were taken and a shocking number of them came out blurry, but other than that, it was a great event. The setting was beautiful, the food was tasty, and there was a good vibe throughout. Congrats to Brittany and David and their beautiful wedding and reception.