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azurelunatic) wrote2003-01-04 11:40 pm
azurelunatic) wrote2003-01-04 11:40 pm
Oh, what a wedding! (Part the First): Tarantualas and Rings
Went to Dawn's wedding, at Knott's Berry Farm. Much fun was had by all.
Guide Dog Aunt dropped me off at around 10:15, having planned on heavier traffic. I wandered a bit, trying to find the Re-Entry gate, and was dutifully admitted after I was checked off on the list of invited guests.
I saw Dawn's brother Darth T. Rex and two miniature bridesmaids as I was wandering towards the chapel, map in hand. I hailed him, and everyone seemed delighted to see me. When we reached the chapel, the official-looking woman who later proved to be the wedding planner let us in the back door, the front not being open yet, and I slipped in with them.
The girls finally recognized me when, at their vocal exclaimations of boredom, I wished aloud that I'd brought my lightsaber. Then they recognized me as having been the lady who was with them at the movie. Evidently I made an impression. I saw Dawn's Dave wandering around, in a state of high distraction. I pulled my gift for Dawn out of my purse, and slipped into the bride's ready room to give it to her; I gave and received hugs and air kisses (the veil was on and the makeup was done).
I pulled out my book (Defender) and read until the doors opened up, then slipped outside, and came back in, formally introducing myself to the Mother of the Bride in the process.
People continued to show up. I amused myself by naming the songs the organist was playing. "Think of Me", "Music of the Night", "When I Fall In Love", that endless song from Titanic, "Wind Beneath My Wings", and then I lost track/didn't know some.
The bridesmaids and groomsmen marched in. Dawn arrived. The minister, with whom I'd been chatting, made some speechifying, and then administered the Celebrant's Oaths... erm, had them take their vows.
It came time to exchange rings, and Dave looked to the Best Man (Chip) for the ring. Chip patted his pockets and came up with empty hands. Chip turned to the first of the other groomsmen and had him look. The first other groomsman pulled a large tarantula out from under Chip's beard, and stomped on it vigorously, to much shrieking. Rubber, of course. The first groomsman patted down his own pockets and turned to the next guy.
So it went, down the line, until they reached Dawn's nephew. He didn't have the ring either. The groomsman before him frisked him thoroughly.
Somewhere, someone found the ring, and it was delivered unto Dave, and he put it on Dawn's finger.
They called for the ring for Dave. The flower girl, Dawn's littlest niece (eight or so) passed the ring up the row of bridesmaids. The Matron of Honor got the ring, and scolded, "<name>! This is your ring!" and produced the real ring from its safe stowage on her thumb and gave it to Dawn.
That was about it. There was much kissing of the bride and groom, and then the party recessed from the church.
In the walking out, I noticed that one of the bride's friends was wearing an interesting necklace, and yanked my star into visibility. He was... Asferatu? Not sure of the exact name, but it sounded something like that. We chatted for a bit, then I wandered back inside to hang with the bridal party as photos were taken.
Guide Dog Aunt dropped me off at around 10:15, having planned on heavier traffic. I wandered a bit, trying to find the Re-Entry gate, and was dutifully admitted after I was checked off on the list of invited guests.
I saw Dawn's brother Darth T. Rex and two miniature bridesmaids as I was wandering towards the chapel, map in hand. I hailed him, and everyone seemed delighted to see me. When we reached the chapel, the official-looking woman who later proved to be the wedding planner let us in the back door, the front not being open yet, and I slipped in with them.
The girls finally recognized me when, at their vocal exclaimations of boredom, I wished aloud that I'd brought my lightsaber. Then they recognized me as having been the lady who was with them at the movie. Evidently I made an impression. I saw Dawn's Dave wandering around, in a state of high distraction. I pulled my gift for Dawn out of my purse, and slipped into the bride's ready room to give it to her; I gave and received hugs and air kisses (the veil was on and the makeup was done).
I pulled out my book (Defender) and read until the doors opened up, then slipped outside, and came back in, formally introducing myself to the Mother of the Bride in the process.
People continued to show up. I amused myself by naming the songs the organist was playing. "Think of Me", "Music of the Night", "When I Fall In Love", that endless song from Titanic, "Wind Beneath My Wings", and then I lost track/didn't know some.
The bridesmaids and groomsmen marched in. Dawn arrived. The minister, with whom I'd been chatting, made some speechifying, and then administered the Celebrant's Oaths... erm, had them take their vows.
It came time to exchange rings, and Dave looked to the Best Man (Chip) for the ring. Chip patted his pockets and came up with empty hands. Chip turned to the first of the other groomsmen and had him look. The first other groomsman pulled a large tarantula out from under Chip's beard, and stomped on it vigorously, to much shrieking. Rubber, of course. The first groomsman patted down his own pockets and turned to the next guy.
So it went, down the line, until they reached Dawn's nephew. He didn't have the ring either. The groomsman before him frisked him thoroughly.
Somewhere, someone found the ring, and it was delivered unto Dave, and he put it on Dawn's finger.
They called for the ring for Dave. The flower girl, Dawn's littlest niece (eight or so) passed the ring up the row of bridesmaids. The Matron of Honor got the ring, and scolded, "<name>! This is your ring!" and produced the real ring from its safe stowage on her thumb and gave it to Dawn.
That was about it. There was much kissing of the bride and groom, and then the party recessed from the church.
In the walking out, I noticed that one of the bride's friends was wearing an interesting necklace, and yanked my star into visibility. He was... Asferatu? Not sure of the exact name, but it sounded something like that. We chatted for a bit, then I wandered back inside to hang with the bridal party as photos were taken.
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