‘Even the bits that aren’t the actual wedding are fun.’
Yesterday was the second anniversary of The Child’s second wedding. Yes, she has been married twice — but to the same person. The first wedding took place on the rim of the Grand Canyon. This was in 2021, during the pandemic, so nobody could go. But you can read all about it — and gaze at some pretty awesome photos — in “Runaway Bride.”
The second wedding, the one that took place August 13, 2022, is the one whereof I speak — and the one whereof I wrote, in “Two Weddings are Better than One”.
This one took place in stunning Lake Louise in the Canadian Rockies, and was an incredibly entertaining event for one and all lucky enough to be asked and gracious enough to attend, including all my siblings and their better halves. You can see a sampling in the photo at the top of this post, enjoying one of the non-actual-wedding bits. (I think it was a hike.)
Yes, this wedding was fun. Super-fun, in fact. But so was all the other stuff before and after. And not just at this wedding. I’ll shut up and show you some of my favorite parts of weddings.
There’s the getting ready. I don’t usually get to participate in this, but I sure did at the Lake Louise “do,” actually getting a “do.” (I told the sweet makeup artist to make me look “like myself, only better.” Which she accomplished so well I didn’t wash my face or hair till the next day.)
After the ceremony, there’s — of course! — the reception. What with the free drinks and the free food and the mingling and the toasting, I must admit that this is My Very Favorite Part of weddings. Sometimes — like if it’s a very long, very religious ceremony or in an unair-conditioned church with super-hard benches — I enjoy it even more than the wedding itself. I mean, who wouldn’t?
At the reception, there is mingling! There are toasts! I’ve often said that the only time you get both sides of a family together is at weddings and at funerals. (Personally, I much prefer the mingling at a wedding.) And if you don’t think toasts are fun, just watch Four Weddings and a Funeral.
After that, there’s the dancing. Even though my dancing days are over, I still get a big kick out of watching the young’ns boogie down. (I’m sure you’ll agree that someone who uses the term “boogie down” has no business dancing.)
I could go on and on, listing fun stuff like silly picture-taking and skinny dipping. One activity I participate in, the other not. I will leave you to guess which.
But the one thing you know I will always enjoy: any wedding, anywhere, any time, any place. Be sure to invite me to yours. I give excellent gifts.
Amagansett, New York. August 2024.
Love a wedding! Unfortunately I’m in that stage of life when all the second weddings (I’m still on my first thankfully) have already happened and the kids (thankfully) aren’t there yet! So the only weddings I attend these days are the rare ones I sing for (and that’s only the ceremony–no one ever invites us musicians to the receptions). And, don’t tell anyone, but I’m not the only one who much prefers singing for a funeral than a wedding. Much less stress, since the person of honor isn’t too concerned about the music!
Oh Becca…you slay me! And since I’m “slayed,” please do sing at my funeral. I promise to enjoy it, from wherever I happen to be. Seriously, I am very impressed that you have singing gigs. I’m such a bad singer that I have to “mouth” hymns at Easter, which has, in my humble opinion, the best church playlist. But back to weddings. I’m so glad you’re still on your first wedding (!) I’ve been married twice myself, but I only had one wedding, and I’m glad it worked out that way. Who wants to compare them?