Bob and I headed home last weekend to partake in an event that was a long-time coming. We had a lovely rehearsal dinner at Hawethorne’s restaurant. The next day was the big wedding day so I was up at 7am so mom could do my hair and I could do my make-up. I headed to Christy’s house where she was surprisingly cool as a cucumber while getting ready.
The ceremony was about half an hour long and featured a harpist. It was a very sweet ceremony that proved miracles can happen- because I never thought I would ever walk down the aisle with Brendan.
The reception hall was pretty, the food was yummy, and the company was amazing. Brendan served as the entertainment by dancing with nearly everybody- including my dad, briefly. And the biggest shock of all was that my mom danced with my dad- and she never dances! I have proof.
Overall, it was a great weekend and the bride and groom couldn’t have looked better. Christy and I have been planning our weddings together for years so it was nice to see it all come together in the end.
