This one’s gonna be a simple one:
My big sister’s wedding.
I mentioned this already, of course, but for this prompt, it’s also sort of a cop-out, alas, because it’s the only shindig of any kind that I’ve been to this year.
(Uh, I can’t even remember what we did for my birthday, other than going out to Tutti’s a few days early. It must have been spectacularly boring otherwise.)
But: Linda’s wedding.
It was raining for most of the morning, and we were cursing Scottish weather blind, hoping that it would stop raining by the time 3pm came round.
It did. The ground was even dry enough that Linda’s dress didn’t get too wet going from the car across the pavement.
In the room where we were having the ceremony, it was actually warm, and really sunny. The ceremony was beautiful:
We all looked awesome:
And there was great food and plenty of funky dance moves afterward, both at the meal (no photos) and the evenin’ do (I got no photos of food, but photos of FUNKY DANCE MOVES EXIST):
Basically: I grew up, obviously, with Linda, who maintained that she was “never gonna get married”. When she proposed to Greg, we were like OMG.
I pretty much spent the months, weeks and days coming up to the wedding going, “OMG I CAN’T BELIEVE MY SISTER’S GETTING MARRIED. I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU’RE GETTING MARRIED.”
And I’ve spent all the time since then going, “I can’t believe you’re married!”
But it was a really, really good shindig.Let's get social: