Ding Ding, we have the wedding ring(s)!

This weekend was a wedding-filled one. We attended the first of seven (or is it eight... either way, way too many weddings) this year of friends' of ours. It took place at this historic mansion about an hour north of here. The ceremony itself was outside, and beautifully done. The front verandah at the mansion was probably bigger than our house, and was absolutely beautiful. I felt like we were in some sort of social in the deep south, but managed to restrain myself from breaking out the deep southern accent which I would've butchered mercilessly. The bride was absolutely ravishing, and the groom's look when he saw her would've melted hearts of stone. Luckily my giant honking sunglasses hid any of my teary moments (yeah I'm a complete sap). We took a tonne of pictures and I can't wait to share them with the bride and groom, but, lucky them, they're off on a 3 week honeymoon in Italy! Sure makes "we're heading to Montreal for a couple of nights" sound chintzy, eh?

There was one guest, who I am sure is a very nice and a lovely person, who looked like an 80s prom explosion happened, and she was covered in the results. Her dress was a lovely shade of fuscia (which actually was a pretty colour) but it was off the shoulder with a ruffled edge which, if you stretched it out end to end would probably be enough fabric to mummify her. It was tight through the bodice then had a basque waistline where it got all puffy in the skirt and mercifully ended at the knee. I say this not to disparage her (or anyone, really), but am always fascinated by other peoples' outfit choices. If the threat had been "wear this or I'll steal your car" I'd probably have chosen to take my chances with the insurance company.*

Dave wore a pink checked shirt with his new black striped suit, and I wore a pinkey-plumey sleeveless dress. Never in a million years did I think I'd see Dave in a white and pink checked shirt (and a tie that also had shades of pink on it) but it looked great on him and he chose very wisely.

Saturday morning we managed to pick out wedding rings for ourselves which was kinda nice, and Sunday was spent figuring out the wording for the invitation and finalizing a guest list. Man are weddings expensive, especially caterers! I barely slept worrying about it. Whose idea was this wedding thing anyway? And inviting people? Yeah that adds to the whole stress thing.

When we weren't doing wedding crap we were walking the dogs, and later, tending to one who thought it would be a great idea to eat a toad. Don't worry, the toad was rescued from a goobery mouth unharmed (but probably more than a bit shocked), and the dog learned a lesson** that toads secrete a poison which caused him to be very sick. The next 3 hours he was ralphing all over the car and our house, and the stench was unbearable. Apparently he also left a mess in the backyard similar to the one the electrician left in our bathroom. Same dog t-boned his brother running full speed and got a nose bleed so it was a messy day overall.

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*there are people who would have said this about the dress I wore. I'm okay with that.
**well he should have but probably didn't