some very, very, very belated milleyweddingfestextravaganza photos

i’ve just received our dvd of the photos, and have taken a rather biased selection and here proffer them for your viewing. enjoy.

more stolen wedding photos

last time, they came from Earl’s blackberry.  this time, i pilfered them from the lovely heather sanderson’s facebook page (since she’s with me in the photo, i’m guessing it’s probably okay

Floral fun.

behold, the bride’s bouquet:

the moms’ poseys:

and, finally, a rose from one of the large arrangements:

my apologies to those who hate flower photos (and i know you’re out there).

*Sickness Update*: Edmund has now joined the UpChuck Corps….wow, it’s looking like a great week! seriously, though, if i haven’t called you to catch up in awhile (and you know who you are), i hope you’ll understand that i’m putting a black mark on the door, and warning everyone to stay away…now i must go and assist Sir WhinesALot in his quest for toast….

Society page…

The bride was indeed resplendent in a sweepingly dramatic taffeta gown, the groom and attendants dashingly handsome, the bridesmaids elegantly attired in sumptuous raspberry satin. The ringbearer made his way smartly to the front of the church, his lovely sisters, flowergirls, not far behind. Then, a lone figure swayed uncertainly up the aisle, gently nudged forward by helpful hands, pale and ghostly. Enter Agatha, in her second (!) flowergirl dress of the day, very unwell but determined to do her part.

In fact, half an hour before the wedding, after holding everything down for more than 24 hrs, after everyone was dressed in wedding finery and the bride about to greet her father and make her way to the car, Agatha was sick all over the carpet. Everyone was exceedingly gracious about the whole proceeding, especially the bride, and the bridal party morphed into a cleaning crew and back into formal attire without missing a beat.

Despite her parents’ stress and concern, and thanks to Vanessa’s providential supply of Gravol, neither Agatha nor her brother had any more accidents for the rest of the night. In fact, as the snapshots below indicate, she partied hard with her cousins and tyrannically held sway over the playroom for the duration of the reception. I attach some random shots of the few things i managed to photograph, and the blackberry shots taken of the kids, but i will follow up with ‘official’ photos when they become available.

And, where are we now?

Well, edmund and i are still having digestive issues. agatha is her talkative self again, but still a little pale:

And, what says class better than a velcro tie, and breakfast-besmeared jammies?

I will post some flower photos shortly, but for now, I’ll bid you all adieu. tara and martin, congrats, and have a lovely holiday. milley family and co., thanks for everything. to all our other friends and family, thanks for your continuing interest, love and support in our lives….