Sunday, March 20, 2016

The Wedding of this Century

I've already shared about the WOC from the 1900s. This wedding was daughter Caroline marrying Bill. Last October 10th, we had a celebration here in the bluegrass and it was a weekend to remember.

Caroline did an amazing job of planning. We had a full, well organized and fun week with family and friends. Thursday was an all day tailgate at Keeneland. Cousin Tish did us proud with the food and the spot. It was a perfect day and we taught several out of town folks how to bet (or how to give money to the track). The only downside came the next morning when Bill asked if he could borrow the car to take groomsmen to Woodford Reserve. I said "Sure". He came back shortly asking where the car was. We looked around but couldn't find the car. Turns out we had taken 7 cars to the track, but only brought 6 back. Luckily, folks end up leaving cars parked in the grass overnight, and it was there for us to retrieve it.

Friday was a glorious rehearsal dinner, hosted by Bill's family. Special props to machatenista Deaver for all of her hard work. The weather held up - just warm enough and no substantial rain.


The wedding was beautiful. Preacher Mark was poignant, funny and very meaningful.

Leading up to the wedding, Caroline asked me if I still had my extra wedding ring. Back in the late nineties, right after winter moved to spring, I lost my gold band from 1983. We bought another, and I started wearing that one. Then when the seasons shifted again, I switched back to winter work shoes and found my wedding ring in that pair in the closet. Life was more complicated when I had to go to a gym to work out. So look closely at the picture, and you'll see 1983 in the ring Bill is wearing

The flowers were done by Anna at Bellaire Blooms. Locally grown by the daughter of TGP's medical partner

Kim had a friend who had a cool car for the get-away.

At clean up time on Sunday, we were retrieving the left-over alcohol from the venue. Cousin Tish was helping. I had been enjoying a dinner party game for a couple of years with two bottles of single barrel Four Roses that were bottled for Wine and Market. Same mash bill, same age (10 years 4 months when bottled), same rick house, but different parts of the rick house. One high and toward the outside, one low on the inside. They tasted like two entirely different liquors. While unloading, I noticed a stricken look on Tish's face. She had combined the two bottles to make space in the liquor cabinet, because the labels looked the same. We all got a good laugh out of it, and I had a little bit of a unique blended bourbon.

We're thrilled to have Bill in our family, as well as all of our other new relatives. It really was the wedding of the century.

Enjoy the pictures

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