The wedding was about five minutes long which was great since I had a little girl sitting next to me in a fancy red dress who could not for the life of her understand why she couldn’t be up there on stage with all the other girls in fancy red dresses. It was a beautiful wedding. Short and sweet just like we like them. Everyone wore red and black and the church was decorated with hearts and flowers. There were even little chocolate kisses on each pew. I’m sure most of those decorations got eaten.

We found Bug’s cute little red taffeta dress while we were up here actually. I had a perfectly suitable hand-me-down Christmas dress from SuperChic all ready for Bug to wear to the wedding but when I spotted this while poking around in the little shops on main street, I had to support the local community and buy it. The woman who owned the store practically gave it to me because she loved Bug so much. I think the whole town knows her already. The maids in our hotel love her so much they leave little surprises for her when they clean our room. I love small towns.

All the little girls dressed up of course, and as you can see Bug was quite enchanted with the velvet on her cousin’s dress. I can’t wait to see the formal portraits that were taken. I have no idea what sort of shenanigans Bug was pulling while we were holding our poses. She was down in front and I was up three steps away. I just hope the photographer caught her when she wasn’t feeling her cousin up. But then again, isn’t that what makes weddings great? My family will never let me live down the petticoat show I put on when I was a two-year-old flower girl in my Aunt’s wedding.

Thankfully, we made it through the ceremony with only a few little exclamations from Bug (which I don’t think anyone but me really noticed) and then it was off to the great big dance-party reception!

Bug was in heaven. A big dance floor, a pretty dress to twirl in, music and all the attention of anyone within sight. She danced the night away.

And so did everybody else.

You’d think from this blog that the wedding was all about Bug. Which it wasn’t of course. Anthony and Triniti are now very happily married and we are so glad we got to be a part of it!

Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Ponnay!

p.s. All of the decent photos were taken by George Ponnay III. I was having issues with my flash, as is usual in low light situations.

We sure had a good time at the rehearsal dinner last night. I always wonder how Bug is going to fit in with the Ponnay side of the family. We don’t see them often, since they all live up north, so I expected some shyness and maybe even some hugging aversion.

Obviously, I am a worrywart for no reason because Bug is the most social kid on earth. She was running around poking people I didn’t even know within seconds of arriving. Everyone loved her and of course she ate up all the attention like it was cake for lunch. I think I’m going to have a hard time keeping tabs on her at the wedding today.

I don’t have many pictures from the rehearsal dinner because it was a pretty low-lit venue and I refuse to use the flash on my camera. I’ll just say we had lovely time with friends and relatives and the food was delicious. I’m sure glad someone let me know that the ravioli had smoked salmon inside because that might have ruined my evening. I cannot stand anything fish-related no matter how smothered it is in cream sauce. It looked tasty but I’ll stick with the chicken cordon bleu, thank you.

I wish I had recorded some of the wild and crazy toasts that were bantered around throughout the night. The Ponnays always know how to celebrate and when the alcohol flows so does their flowery language. Don’t worry though, Bug was not drinking. I tried to give her a Shirley Temple but she would have none of that awful stuff with bubbles.

I do have pictures of Bug and me getting ready for the rehearsal dinner. I’m so glad I have a daughter. She is so much fun to primp with. Here you can see we are putting on our “lipstick” and practicing our kissy faces that Angella taught us. Neither of us are actually wearing lipstick. I don’t think I even own any. I’m wearing some kind of lip liner smudged on with chap stick and Bug is wearing chap stick with a few remnants of my lip liner. Whatever works, right?

Fierce is all about attitude.

In a few hours we will be getting ready all over again for the wedding. We are very excited. I’ve heard there will be a craft table for kids (and one taller kid, who would be me) to make valentines to give to the bride and groom. How sweet is that?

I’ll be back with lots of details!