Front row, Mom, sister #5, sister #4, sister #2, back row, sister #6, sister #3 (bride's mom) then me (in the pink) far back, Dad and sister #1
On our way back to our cute yellow motel (if you have been to Nauvoo you know just which one I mean), we got a call from sister #3, mother of the bride. She and her family had arrived and were currently at a hotel across the street. We met her at “our” place, chatted, laughed some more and took lots of pictures of each other. Talk about a mutual admiration society! Now, let’s get one thing straight. All of us are skinnier and more beautiful (not to mention younger) than we appear in this picture, but more importantly, the hair of sister #2 is always much fuller and far less straight than it appears in this photo and any others I post from our trip to the Midwest. In fact, it looked pretty good in the photo of airport security in my first post, back before we entered the “damp zone”, so reference that when you wonder why this woman is walking around with straight as a pin, loftless hair. (Sister #2, I hope that takes care of it for you.)
Going from the front counter clock-wise, Mom, me (in the burgundy), sister #2, Dad (in the back in the yellow shirt), sister's #1, #6 and back in front again, sister #4Here we all our at Grandpa John’s, the wonderful establishment where we ate a yummy breakfast for free as a perk for staying at their hotel. At least, I think it was their hotel. They talked about it as if it were. At any rate, tons of great food, eggs, bacon, sausage, sweet rolls, hash browns, fruit, waffles—none of this hard roll and a glass of juice stuff you get at the big chain hotels. We were to need this extreme nourishment for all the pictures that would be taken of us after the wedding ceremony. I hope the bride and groom ate at least as well since they had to endure much more camera time. Talk about muscle fatigue in the ol’ facial area!
The very happy bride and groom--aren't they beautiful?
What I fondly like to call " The Cinderella Moment"This picture puts me in mind of that last scene in the Disney Cinderella movie (a favorite of mine since childhood) when Cinderella and her Prince are heading down the steps of the castle after their wedding. Maybe I am too fanciful but that's how I like to think--fancifully. Her dress was so gorgeous, her groom so handsome, her crown so sparkly, her eyes so big and blue, the perfect Cinderella! Congratulations Katie and Mike! More tomorrow about how the sisters of the mother of the bride skipped out on her and turned tourist right after the last snap was shot.
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