The Norwood Wedding

Well, the Norwood wedding has come and gone. We really had a lot of fun. I got to see people I hadn't seen in a long time. In fact, several people kept mistaking one of the other bridesmaids for me and the photographer who has known me since birth didn't realize who I was until about 2 1/2 hours into the picture-taking. Maybe I need to get home more.

Anyway, Hank and Christie are happily married, and I can stop worrying about being able to breathe in my dress, because ladies and gentlemen, it fit just fine. Thank you Dasani water, the eliptical machine, and Body Pump. You three help make it possible!

The Davis 4

Holland's dress was so pretty, but by the end of the reception Mac was having to rip off the rest of the gauzy overlay because she tore a huge chunk of it. I guess it won't be making it to the consignment store after all.



Christie, Hank, Chris, Suzy

(Ahhhh, remember how you tried to match your outfits in the first year of marriage?)


Ran, Me, Holland

Grey came prepared for the wait.

Pop, Me, Banny. I sure hope I look as good as them when I'm in my eighties.