Yes, we totally planned it that way.
Admittedly, though our bodies may be less firm, our faces
The whole day was simply lovely.
Oh, and fricking HOT. Heatwave hot. The Bride looked like she was melting during the ceremony in the quaint stone church. My carefully straightened and smoothed hair morphed into Roseanne Rosannadanna within seconds.
After the ceremony ended, S and I were psyched to meet up with our other roommate "J" and her new husband who had come from Idaho. (in case you're wondering, there were 5 of us who shared a house together. Only one friend couldn't be there.) S and J hadn't seen each other for 8 years! It had been over 3 years between meet-ups for J and I.
The Bride and groom left the church in a horse-drawn carriage driven by her father back to her family's property for the white tent reception:
Time to party and catch up! And we did. For hours and hours. So fun.
The entire weekend was a combination of nostalgia, comfort, ease and true joy at seeing the old friends in my life so content and settled.
So cheers to 80 Monroe, gals! We've come a long way, baby!