Here Comes the Bride(smaids)

I’m nearly too excited to type.

My cousin, who shall be named Auntie S, came for lunch today, along with my own big sister, Aunty C. Firstly, check out the mega bunch of lilies she bought me, how hugely gorgeous are they! Also, very pleased with a new self-reinvented (mostly plagiarised – but dumbed down – from a fab mum at school) recipe of caramelised onion and goats cheese tart, to go with our salad from the garden. Yumsters.

Anyway, the exciting bit is that Auntie S has asked Big and Little Sis to be her bridesmaids at her wedding next Easter. Ooooooooooooh!

Big Sis was simply filled with glee, and she literally punched the air with pure delight. She is enthralled by the talk of pretty dresses, pretty shoes, flowers to hold and petals to throw: “I will be proud to walk down the aisle,” she declared. She practised special bridesmaid-walking-technique with Aunty C. Very sweet.

Then we have Little Sis, who was also terribly pleased, but I’m not sure she knew exactly what she should be pleased about. I don’t know if she has any knowledge of what a bridesmaid is! You will wear a beautiful dress, look pretty and be a very special part of Auntie S’s wedding, we explained. Later on the phone to Grandma Tea, Little Sis explained: “I am going to be a bridesmaid and throw petals at you, Grandma. I will wear a special dress and smile”. Maybe she has got it after all!

I cried, obviously. Very emotional about my cuz marrying her true love. Doubly emotionally about my daughters being her bridesmaids. So very happy.

So here’s to you, Auntie S and (soon to be “uncle”) G. Happy days. Happy, happy, happy! Xxx