We are back to the post-wedding party Saturday night. Here is a rather unflattering picture of the bride, who is much cuter than this. I blame 1. my broken camera and 2. the lighting at the party, which was not ideal.

A former co-worker of the Boy and mine. She used to come to our Halloween parties before she started having kiddies. She just popped out her second boy four months ago and looked great, and told me all about the joy of having kids and also the necessity of an epidural. She said with her second child after the epidural she actually napped and they woke her up to push the baby out! Sounds good to me!

The bridal party put together a little performance with music, flower petals and sticks. Why the sticks, I’ll never know.

Maybe they’re supposed to symbolize swords? Every time I hear the word “swords” I think of this.

“It looks like this is my lucky day. I’ll take the rapists for 200.”

“That’s therapists.”

A lengthy speech by the jokester with the megaphone followed, and then they showed the video of the groom proposing to the bride, which took place during a dinner with loads of people around.

Thank God the Boy proposed to me alone. It was so sweet. I immediately burst into tears! 4+ years ago, but feels like foreverrrrrr (I mean that in a good way). This month his nephew, Maggie and our relationship all turn 7 years old. Can you believe it?

Ring pops. We met the groom for the first time–he was a nice kid. I say “kid” now (just like my mother does) to refer to anyone younger than me, heh.

Signing the poster. We did something similar at our wedding, only with a canvas and paint markers. Why do I look so serious here?

Considering my signature included whimsical hearts and flowers? “Welcome to the club” was something Lisa wrote on our wedding canvas, and I really like it. Simple, to the point. The Boy plumped up his name a little.

Hey there, Slick. Brylcreem smells a little like baby powder, in case you were interested. Yeah, my husband smells like an old man.

We saw some former co-workers we hadn’t met up with in a while, which was nice, and met some new people as well.

I was pretty taken with the Brazilian chick on the right there, who immediately won me over with her sequin dress, gold pumps and exuberant smile. She pulled me onto the dance floor and yelled at the d.j. to play the latest Rihanna song. Beautiful women! I can’t get enough of ’em!

There was a lot of wild dancing, and I was impressed, considering most of the guests consisted of people from the bride and groom’s church and it was a booze-free party. When I was younger I used to sneer at people having a wild time without drugs/alcohol, now I just find it…impressive. Where does all that energy come from? Who can say.

And here’s Maggie the Ghostdog, just for fun.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING! The Boy is working today, but he went in extra early so hopefully he’ll get off in time for us to make it over to his grandma’s for dinner. I made some banana bread muffins last night to bring over…and didn’t even sample one. Tonight, however, I’m going to eat whatever I want, so this morning I’m heading to the gym. It’s all about balance!