We’re half way through 2012 and I’ve already had four weddings and a farewell. Imagine my excitement when I realised how awesome it is that my life has something in common with the movie ’Four Weddings and a Funeral,’ as well as the complete relief that the last part was “farewell” and not “funeral.”
The months of March and April saw me rocking four weddings – each from different groups of friends – ala single lady style… which leads me to think: My friends are getting married, and I’m just getting drunk. (Ok, not really, but it sounds funny.)
The first wedding was held on a beautiful autumn morning at The Range in Tokai. Picture the scene: It’s 10 am, the bride is on time (seriously… ON TIME), and all the guests are seated in the little chapel….all but one, me! I pull into the parking area, commending myself on the fact that I’m not late (or at least so I thought), and as I turn off the car’s ignition, who do I see waiting to enter the chapel… the bride!
I pull my heels off, lock the car, sprint across the lawn, and leopard crawl past the bride, the bride’s mother and father, and the photographer. Success! I’m in the chapel foyer.
Now, if anyone has been to the old, little chapel by The Range you’ll know it has beautiful hard wood (read old and noise) floors.
So there I am, in the foyer, giving myself mental *high fives* for sneaking in without being spotted. I push open the door, while hopping on one leg putting my heels back on, trip – manage not to wipe-out – make one heck of a noise, and the entire wedding congregation spins on their chairs to look at me… yes, the chick stumbling into the chapel, whilst making a noise, being late, and you guessed it – possibly the only single person at the wedding.
Anyhoo…that was the most embarrassing moment of the wedding. *wipes brow* The bride was gorgeous, the venue was beautiful, the food was excellent and my friends and I only got into trouble once…with the cameraman. Look, it’s really not our fault that he didn’t find it as funny as we did when we were throwing pebbles at the bride and groom while they did their little video-interview-thingy. Pssssht, some people really need to loosen up at weddings
Song played for bouquet toss: None
Bouquet caught: None
P & T Wedding:
Wedding number 2 was held on a wine estate in Durbanville Hills, on a very sunny and warm late Saturday afternoon. This was a family orientated wedding – well, for me at least – the groom, his sibling, my sibling and myself all grew up together, so not only did I rock this wedding single lady style… I also attended with my folks. Not ideal for breaking it down on the dance floor with your mates – albeit not too many people danced that evening – but rather spent the evening sitting at the table with family, sipping wine and chatting – chilled wedding vibes.
Once again, the bride looked spectacular (it really is a given at most of these occasions), the food was great…except for the baby marrow – apparently that was off and was removed just before I was about to dish up – sickness avoided, and the bar was very busy (get another given, really).
Nothing scandalous happened at this wedding…except for a rogue Border Collie pooch that came wondering down the isle – before the bride mind you. Sniffed around, wagged his tail, and then proceeded to cock his leg and piss on the minister’s bag. Awkward much.
Song played for bouquet toss: Single Ladies – Beyonce
Bouquet caught: None