My brother's wedding was absolutely GORGEOUS. It was honestly one of the most beautiful weddings I've ever been to, and I'm not just saying that because he's my brother.
K and I danced, drank, laughed... And got congratulated by my parents' friends on our engagement.
What are you supposed to say when someone mistakes you for your sister and asks if you've picked a date yet?
I handled it gracefully, of course, and courtesy laughed my way through the awkward silence, exacerbated by the sudden lack of eye contact by all parties involved. But my heart broke a little, I have to admit.
I'm happy, y'all. I have a new job, K made me salmon steaks last night, I'm down over 30lbs. Truly, I couldn't ask for more. Not to mention that K has handled the summer of weddings like a champ, and we've even seriously discussed wedding stuff (K has decided he wants a top hat now... Which we will absolutely nix at a later date.)
But I have to admit that I got a little misty when I thought about what it will be like when it's me up there. Has anyone else experienced this?