Day Two- The Wedding

MY FLAT IRON DOESN'T WORK????????

Does anyone else understand my:

"traveled to a foreign land,

stayed up for hours and hours,

I'm going to a wedding to see people I haven't seen in 19 years

and my flat iron doesn't work"

panic?

I had a converter, but apparantly the voltage was wrong. I attended this wedding with a frizzy hair doo, but really, does it matter?

YES! (A little bit)

I'm exaggerating, but really: you know!!!

My Aunt Marion and Cousin Adam traveled North with us to York. Along the way Adam and I talked about old times and caught up on the current. Can I just tell you that I love to reminisce. I love sentences that start with,

"Do you remember when we........."

or

"Didn't we have fun going to............."

Try it sometime with a old friend or family member, you'll be laughing in no time.

We arrived at York about 45 min. early for the wedding. Talk about leaving the gift until the last min. Yes, we went gift shopping, but quickly decided to do the American thing and give them some cash.

Walking into the church I felt a little nervous. It had been so long. Of course, there was nothing to worry about. It was so good to see everyone and catch up a little bit before it was time to go into the chapel. Here is the first glimpse of my Uncle Ian(dark hair on the right) and a ward member who was acting as the usher. I thought they looked dashing in their formal Scottish attire. My Uncle Iain explained to everyone at the reception what an honor it was for him to wear a kilt, and celebrate his Scottish heritage.

11:00 a.m. time to start: As we sat waiting for the bride, everyone in place, I was so overcome with the fact that we were actually there. Brent and I were in England together and I was so excited. No Bride.

11:15: Maybe she's having some hair issues too.

11:30: Brent had to take Britton out already. (no surprise) Members of the wedding party kept leaving the chapel and coming back and doing the, "Nope, not yet look."

11:45: Someone whispered in my ear, "Do you think she's changed her mind?" I sure hoped not, but wouldn't that be a story.

11:50: Groom exits the chapel, calmly returns a few min. later. No Bride.

11:55: Julie (my aunt and mother of the groom) returns to the chapel with the thumbs up sign.

12:00 Cue the flute player, everyone stands and in comes the bride.

One hour late, but it didn't matter a bit. She looked lovely.

She reminded me of a Maiden in a fairy tale.

(Left to Right)

Grooms Maternal Grandparents( I should really know their names) the last time I saw this couple was 30 years ago when Julie's mom made my bridesmaid dress when I was a bridesmaid for Iain and Julie's wedding, My cousin Janine, My cousin John (groom), Bride Kim, Uncle Iain Wilson, Aunt Julie Wilson, front is my Grandma, Agnes Alexander Wilson.

The ceremony and reception were very nice. My uncle was the best man and delivered a emotional speech. The food was delicious and we met some very nice people. Following the wedding we toured York. Here's a picture of the wall built during the 13th century to protect the city from invasion. (come over and I'll show you the rest of the pic's)

At the end of this day we were exhausted. I am so glad we made it. The Bride and Groom took the 5:30 p.m. train and headed to a hotel near Manchester Airport in preperation for their flight the next morning to their honeymoon destination:

EGYPT. (lucky, we went to Oregon for two days)