I am so very tired. But as I have to work tomorrow and don't know when I'll get a chance to write a coherent account of The Wedding, I will instead go for semi-coherent.
--I love to vacation with gnadige
. It's been a damn long time since I have traveled alone, and I have no sense of direction. Now, granted, had I been the only one driving around, I may have figured things out, but there's at least as good a chance that I'd have wound up going to Chicago or Canada on my way to doggiesushi
--Everyone John knows, knows the word "bitchshitter." I think one of my favorite moments was when someone said that particular John-ism at dinner and the entire table--childhood friends, adult friends, everyone--cracked up. I was a bit nervous meeting so many new people, but when the TARDIS reference came up, I figured we were all good.
IN DA HOUSE, YO! Also, conversation with takarosa
is pretty much like reading her LJ, especially the discussion about ... ahem ... adult topics. I was super-happy to finally meet both of them live and in person. :) It was also great to meet all these people whose LJ comments I've seen, or whose journals I've clicked over to from comments before. It was a little bit like celebrity watching. And JC and Tiffany have wonderful, generous, and super-welcoming friends. I will say it was slightly disconcerting to have people coming up to me and saying they've been hearing about me forever, but John basically had the same thing happen to him when I was in college and he came to visit, so I suppose it's fair play. Plus, I guess John, like, likes me or something. :)
--Yes, I cried. Shut up. It was cool. You'd have cried, too.
--Erin took home a small pumpkin we named Maurice (pronounced Morris). Maurice the miniature pumpkin, misunderstood in his time. Also, John, Lorna, Erin and I are going to open an ice cream shop called Gothie and Emo's, which will serve flavors like This Is Nothing But Death and This Will Not End Well. Though my favorite was our Doctor Who special, Weeping Angel Ice Cream, which tastes like time distortion and fear.
--Speaking of such things, apparently jkason
and David were quite a hit with their wedding gift note about prison.
--Dudes, they went up the aisle to cellos playing "Lovesong" by the Cure, and came back down to cellos playing Joy Division's "Love Will Tear Us Apart"!
--I think the image of the reception, for me, will be Mary and Elisa spinning in their dresses and crinolines.
has some Mad Sewing Skillz, people. She made her dress. Out of awesome and pure win. Oh, and lace.
--Okay, whose idea was it to give the klutzy girl with shaky hands a bouquet, the rings, and
the vows? We won't discuss me trying to untie the ribbon on the rings. Well, at least I didn't have to carry a candle this time.
--John was doing the "nervous-and-excited" knee shake during the whole thing.
--POWER TANGO. The circle is now complete.
--It was a really nice ceremony. I think the best thing you can say about a wedding was that it was very much the bride and groom's wedding, and this was very much Tiffany and John's wedding. It was quirky and warm and funny, very sweet, and full of love. Every single person in the room loved both of them, and you could tell. I can't even tell you how happy it makes me that there are so many people who love John because
he's John--for all the same goofy, weird, and hilarious things I love about him--and that he found this wonderful, crafty, hilarious, woman to spend the rest of his life with. So, yes, I cried. Though I am not tearing up now. Not at all. Um ... hang on, I'll be right back.
--I had forgotten how nice it is to come home to my husband after I've been away. And this time we had texting! ("Good lord, are you at the very back of the plane or what?")
--My kiddo was happy to see me. And I him. :)