We are so blessed by the weather for this Wedding Weekend! After living 9 months with the thought, "what if a hurricane heads for Houston on Wedding Day?" and feeling my stomach knot up at the birth of the tropical Whatever Ernesto last week, today and the days ahead couldn't be better! It's unheard of to have temperatures in the 80's and low humidity in the Houston area this time of year. Amazing!
Two of Portia's bridesmaids arrived yesterday from NYC and Dallas. Last night the three of them plus Babs and several other girlfriends took Portia out for the evening. Today (in true RevGalPal style!) we're off to a spa for group mani/pedis. Then its over to SIL's to put together the wedding programs and favors. More of the wedding party arrive today for DK to entertain.
Tomorrow there is a Bridal Luncheon, the rehearsal and the rehearsal dinner--never mind the arrival of the rest of the out of town relatives. Saturday morning it's hair and makeup time at our house for the bridesmaids. All the women relatives are invited to come over and visit until time to go to the church for photos.
Then the Moment of Truth arrives. Will the 3 Presbyterian pastors involved in the service manage to avoid tripping over each other? Will the 2 year old ringbearer have a melt-down? Will the 4 year old flower girl skip down the aisle? Will the 5 year old flower girl, tomboy that she is, balk at wearing the dress? How beautifully will my neice and Portia's oldest friend sing? How many handkerchiefs will the MOB go through during the ceremony? Then it's off to the reception and the chance to greet all our guests.
Sunday morning there's a post-wedding brunch for the out-of-town guests and local relatives and friends. One of the pastors can come because (ha-ha!) he's retired. The other two have to lead worship. Portia and DK plan to attend so he can visit with his parents and relatives from Florida.
The problems of the world and the church are being set aside for the time being. I'm stoked!
Two of Portia's bridesmaids arrived yesterday from NYC and Dallas. Last night the three of them plus Babs and several other girlfriends took Portia out for the evening. Today (in true RevGalPal style!) we're off to a spa for group mani/pedis. Then its over to SIL's to put together the wedding programs and favors. More of the wedding party arrive today for DK to entertain.
Tomorrow there is a Bridal Luncheon, the rehearsal and the rehearsal dinner--never mind the arrival of the rest of the out of town relatives. Saturday morning it's hair and makeup time at our house for the bridesmaids. All the women relatives are invited to come over and visit until time to go to the church for photos.
Then the Moment of Truth arrives. Will the 3 Presbyterian pastors involved in the service manage to avoid tripping over each other? Will the 2 year old ringbearer have a melt-down? Will the 4 year old flower girl skip down the aisle? Will the 5 year old flower girl, tomboy that she is, balk at wearing the dress? How beautifully will my neice and Portia's oldest friend sing? How many handkerchiefs will the MOB go through during the ceremony? Then it's off to the reception and the chance to greet all our guests.
Sunday morning there's a post-wedding brunch for the out-of-town guests and local relatives and friends. One of the pastors can come because (ha-ha!) he's retired. The other two have to lead worship. Portia and DK plan to attend so he can visit with his parents and relatives from Florida.
The problems of the world and the church are being set aside for the time being. I'm stoked!