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Friday, October 09, 2009

Superman must have been a good omen

It might be a cliche, but I have to be truthful here: My wedding day was one of the happiest days of my life.

It wasn't stressful or full of pressure the way a lot of weddings can be; I mean what bride would not have a sylist booked months in advance and spend the glorious morning of her wedding walking around town with her sisters and friends laughing and chatting while trying to find a stylist to curl her hair? (I did have a back up plan called Fern, just in case).

I remember opening the door to Cat, who was grinning, two beers in each hand as she announced she was there to paint my nails; and Dawn, sitting in the bathroom window with a big ugly mask on staring down at the guys frolicking in the pool, waiting for them to look up. (Sounds like a wedding straight out the Beverly Hillbillies eh?)

I treasure the moment when mom and the girls were all with me in our room, helping me into my dress and drinking champagne.

I loved the look on my dad's face (and the tears in his eyes) when he saw me in my dress for the first time and proudly walked me past the 75 waiting people in attedance towards a beaming Andy.

I loved saying I do to the best man I have ever known: My husband.

Happy 5th Anniversary Andy.

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