Wedding Day 2

Day 3 of being a mother-in-law again and I am now knackered. My home is back to normal, bungalow hoovered and washed down within an inch of it's life, all crockery has been returned to it's rightful home, last drop of opened wine has been drunk, only 3 boxes of wine, at least 20 bottles of wine, 3 boxes of assorted beers and a pile of beers stacked outside my bathroom to drink... Oh happy days!
Derek came around at 7.30am to take down the marquee and I wasn't sure if someone was stealing the beers from my garden at first, but I decided I was too tired to really care. I then realised it was Derek and after about three quarters of an hour wrestling with my conscience, I got up and actually helped him... by making him a cup of tea... ok I am pretty useless!

Yesterday was another brilliant day for my babies wedding celebrations. Thanks to Julie, Derek, Natalie and Tif for working so hard getting the garden prettied up for the party. Jackie and Jim did the running about for me and the chopping of strawberries and cucumber for the Pimms. Greta had prepared a wonderful buffet to tempt every one's taste buds, with Ann being her apprentice for the morning chopping onions and frying the Chinese tit bits. Lynn and Julie were rushing about tidying up as we went along from 3pm till midnight and even battling with a bunch of gate crashing ants... they didn't last long against my girls! Thanks to my niece Jojo for getting emotional and entertaining everyone with her floods of tears and loud howls when we showed her Oliver and Reni's thank you presents to, Tim, Dwight and me. Many thanks to about sixty friends and family who turned up and celebrated the beautiful couple's day. Thanks to my families attempts at singing 'Jesus put this song into our hearts' throughout the evening. We couldn't get it right in the church and we got worst as the night went on. I can imagine irate neighbours ringing the police to complain. When asked what we were singing... Err... Jesus songs!

By midnight I sat in love with the twinkling lights in the marquee and the tea lights in the china cup arrangements on all the tables. It was rather like being on holiday and sitting on the beach on a warm night with a drink in your hand and looking up at the stars... you just don't want it to end.
I did have a panic attack half way through the afternoon and had to hide down the side of the bungalow just to gather myself again. Both Tim (my ex) and I had the same feelings about our baby belonging to someone else now, (even though Reni is so gorgeous and kind) but it does feel strange, like another chapter in our lives had been completed. We both had a hug and congratulated ourselves on a good job bringing up our boys. we may have done plenty of things wrong, but we certainly got them right.

I feel I should explain the eating my sister's tooth event a bit clearer. So lets begin; Helen was eating one of the wedding cupcakes, probably the third one as they were rather scrummy and she is a bit of a piggy! She bit on to one of the silver balls that you use to decorate cakes. Now she doesn't like them and I love them and exchanging bodily fluids doesn't actually worry us at all, so she took it out of her mouth and I ate it. About a second later she, found the silver ball still in some butter cream topping. Much giggling about what had I eaten, when she felt something was very sharp in her mouth. That's when she realised her tooth had broken on the silver ball and I had in fact ate her tooth and not the ball! Ah well these things happen especially in our dysfunctional family!

I managed tonight to have a lovely bath and to shampoo the dregs of dried rose petal confetti out of my hair from Friday... bliss. I couldn't yesterday, as I had Greta's large dressed salmon ready for the bath keeping cool in my bath! So now I am relaxed and keep looking at my lovely photo of Oliver and Reni. Helen and Ed had got it printed up and framed ready for me yesterday, so those who couldn't come could see them in their wedding outfits... They did look so stunning the pair of them even though I say it myself. And I still keep humming THAT hymn!

Good night all.. happy dreams

Lots of love Debbie x