I've been slapped upside the head with a sock stuffed full of bars of crazy and happy.
Everything about our weekend was
The kids were stars.
On Saturday night we were teasing Abe (6) and I told him the wedding was a trick, and he was going to actually be the one to marry me...Abe got panicky and fretful, finally exclaiming
"THIS ISN'T FUNNY TO ME, GUYS!"
It's not nice to make fun of people, and I shouldn't need a reminder from a kindergartener. By Sunday, I had groveled sufficiently and all was forgiven.
The hall was decorated with white teapots brimming with flowers. The welcome table boasted our white trash wedding pictures, a vintage pocket watch, and some nutty orange dancing teapots. The professionally framed watercolors from my sweet friend TJ Lubrano in the Netherlands were displayed on a table along with a framed copy of their story.
So picture this. Mama Bird connected with TJ and TJ painted Mark and me as characters from Alice in Wonderland. Including pictures with Gabby as the Cheshire Cat.
As if that wasn't enough cuteness to rot your teeth, look at my husband. I'm noticing that in every picture we seem to be mad happy grinning.
I found a sweet artist on Etsy who crafted me a nest necklace for Mama Bird, and I gave it to her this weekend as an itty bitty gesture of thanks. She did such a beautiful job putting everything together and she was so smiling and pretty.
My dad was awesome. He helped coordinate all the people and ran errands to keep things running. His speech was fantastic - I'm posting it soon. We have such a quirky relationship but I know he loves me, and I love him.
Neil's speech brought down the house. You'll die when you read it. I am so happy to have a brother I adore and I am so bombdiggity excited to pass NEIL AND REENA the family wedding baton.
I am still stupefied by the loveliness that was our weekend. Mark and I are very lucky in our lives right now.
Gabby is adjusting to her new place, with a legal mother. We had a brief incident our first day when she tried to run away from home. She made it to the porch, considered the consequences and marched back inside the house to resume napping. I think she'll recover fully, given some coddling and rest.
Mark and I are honeymooning lavishly in St. Paul, Minnesota.
We went to Target and bought vegetables and fruit.
And Chelsea Handler's newest book for me.
And a DVD for Mark.
We're going to the Como Zoo this morning, and then off on a little date this afternoon.
Tomorrow we're going to go hiking down by the river and have a picnic. It will be like camping but without tents and bugs and sleeping outside and shit.
Sunday we're going to the Renaissance Festival, courtesy of one of my favorite sunny uncles. I cannot wait to eat spinach pie and look at pottery and pet an elephant with my HUBBY.
Then Labor Day parties with friends.
Then some new and fantastic work.
Then my little pseudo-sister Heidi gets married.
Whose life is better than this today? I'm so HAPPY.