My girl is married!

Oh my. What a fun wedding! I am just so happy to say that one of my favorite people in the world is happily married and had a beautiful day. "I don't know that there will ever be a more beautiful bride," I said at the end of the night. Jeff's response? "I don't think I should comment on that." Good boy.

We drove into Boston in the early afternoon to meet Katie at her Allston studio where we would be staying the night. Katie did ma hair, I put on my Kabuki make-up, and Jeff took about 3 seconds to get ready (men!). 

We headed out on the T towards St. Cecila's (a church behind the Christian Science Museum). We were greeted by Meg's lovely brothers, who escorted us to our seats, about halfway down the pews. I wanted to be closer!!! Who cares if immediate family is supposed to be at the front! :) 

I anxiously waited, tissues in hand, for my girl to make her appearance, while Jeff sweated bullets in the church. Let me tell you, Saturday was HUMID. I gave my self a mental pat on the back for rallying for Meg to put her hair up (Of course, it was ALL my doing).

Finally, the processional began, and there was my girl. During the bridal processional, I like to spend at least half of the time looking at the groom. Well, Troy was barely holding it in. Who could blame him -- so was I! Meg was breathtaking!! As she passed, and I teared, I'm pretty sure she gave me a "stop tearing or you'll make me cry" evil eye. I tried to hold back :)

It was a longish full Catholic mass, which I knew was coming, so no surprises there. The pastor was actually the Priest for the Northeastern University Church. He's this really young guy, with a wicked Boston accent, who has to be the most laid-back Catholic priest on earth (disclaimer: I'm not Catholic). I knew he would be able to relax Meg, and I think he did.

Then came the vows. Unfortunately, I couldn't hear them!! There was no mic, and Meg is a naturally soft talker. Oh well, Troy heard them and that's all that mattered.

And that's all she wrote ... they were married!! So excited!

In the receiving line at the end of the church, Meg took the oppurtunity to tell me how nice I looked, to which I was responded, "NOOO YOUUUUU LOOOK GREATT!!" Figures Meg, gracious and kind even on "her" day. (I should maybe mention now how I know Meg? Meg was my 'randomly assigned' roommate freshman year at Northeastern. Of course you all know that your roommate freshman year can do a lot to make your freshman year awful or great. Well, Meg made mine great. Although I wouldn't say Meg and I were a lot alike, we started a friendship based on respect and friendliness. We ended up living together all five years, three of which where we shared the same room. And despite my propensity for messiness, and my late night typing on the computer, we NEVER fought. We still haven't. She cried when I moved to San Diego. I guess I wasn't that bad to live with. I love her to pieces.)

So after bubbles, Meg and Troy were on their way to take pictures in the common, and Jeff, Katie and I headed over the Sheraton to wait in the hotel bar before the reception. While we were there it started to rain, and I was sad for Meg she couldn't have a sunny wedding day.

At 5, we headed upstairs for the cocktail hour and nom nommed on some appetizers and cheese, and started the drinking :) 

At sixish we were shuffled into the reception hall which was BEAUTIFULLY decorated, and found our table. We were seated with Meg's two brothers, a few of her male cousins and the best man. They were all very, very nice and fun to sit with!

It was a four-course (five?) dinner that included acorn squash soup, a pear and walnut salad, a mango sorbet and my main, a filet mignon with garlic mashed potatoes! Yum! Cake was two slices, one vanilla and one chocolate, with a chocolate covered strawberry that was my favorite part!

Then came the dancing, and that part was so much fun. Jeff actually danced with me the whole night! He was getting mad at me, because he thought I was laughing at his moves, but I was just happy he was out there with me :)

The only thing that kind of stunk was that I didn't have much time to spend with Meggie at the reception. She had to work the room!

However, after the reception ended, Jeff, Katie, me and some of the wedding party went up to Meg's suite and had some champagne before leaving them be and heading home. What a fun night!

The next morning, after sleeping in Katie's sweltering apartment (AC, girl, get it!) on an air mattress that left me feeling like I was repeatedly punched in the spine (better than spending money on a hotel), we went out to breakfast. We walked down into Brookline to this deli that Jeff and I used to go to every Sunday. He would get a meatball sub, I would get lox and bagels, then we would come home and watch the Pats game!

Well, we rediscovered the tradition. Made me miss Boston like crazy again. :(

Aside from the incident that occurred around 1:45 ET that may go down in infamy, it was really a special weekend. I hope Meg and Troy enjoy their time in Napa Valley!