Today begins the long weekend of festivities that we Jews call a wedding. Now understand, the wedding itself takes 30 minutes. (This one will take 45 because the rabbi performing the ceremony LOVES the sound of his own voice.) But the (almost mandatory) festivities take all damn weekend.
And so today I am off to a pre-emptive hair appointment, to find double stick tape (more about that below), some activity bag goodies for small ringbearers who need to be amused for 45 minutes at 9 o’clock at night (see above), to have lunch with out of town cousins who rock, to pick up The Swimmy and go to the rehearsal…. And then to the rehearsal dinner.
My day started at 6:00am and will end at 11:00pm only to get up and start all over with the wedding DAY preparations.
Did I mention I have a 7 week old who isn’t sleeping as well? Well, yeah. There’s that.
So why the double stick tape? Well, My Own Personal Project Runway is finished and it is awesome. It is also cut way low (but tastefully – not JLo in the green dress) in the front and while I have found the perfect “plunging neckline bra”, I still have to stick the dress to the bra because it appears silk is very slippery and I don’t need to become Tara Reid on the red carpet.
And, yes! The dress! Here are some bad, quickly taken pictures of the finished product. I’ll post better ones from the wedding weekend.
I would like you all to notice the post-baby cleavage I’ve got rockin’… I’m very proud.
It is not only beautiful, but comfortable. I could go to the grocery store in it. I won’t. But I could.
The Swimmy is so excited about being a flower girl I think her head might spin off into orbit. I hope she still thinks that when it’s an hour past her bedtime, her tights are too tight and she’s hungry and exhausted – and THEN has to walk down the aisle.
At 3 o’clock this morning, while feeding Benjamite, I had a great (read: insane) idea. We never get to wear our wedding dresses more than once. We shop for weeks or months to find the perfect dress (whatever it may be), wear it for a picture and an evening and then sock it away – and MAYBE our daughter(s) will wear it. Kinda sad.
So! Here’s my idea. Get some really cool bride who has bridesmaids that are all already married and let the bridesmaids wear their wedding dresses as their bridesmaid dresses. A new take on the white wedding theme. You’d never hear a bridesmaid complain about her dress, would ya?
See. I’m brilliant. But only when I’m tired and on muscle relaxers.
Okay, that’s all for now. Happy Friday, all!