Deawy bewoved...

As in-laws go, mine are a pretty good bunch and I have to say that as far as nuttiness goes, my family and Debi's are pretty evenly matched, so we all get along fairly well. I very much enjoyed visiting with them last week when we went to New Orleans for Debi's brother's wedding.

We had lots of good food & drink; the only I didn't get was some good blackened redfish. A gang of us went to the French Quarter on Thursday for sort of a bachelor/bachelorette thing. Except for keeping Debi's sister, Sparkles, out a little too late, we had a fine time. The girls all got their faces painted and glittered & we were all still finding glitter on our persons on Saturday.

The wedding was held at a beautiful old Victorian house in New Orleans on St Charles. The proprietor of the establishment was a little nutty (sort of a Carol Burnett does Nora Desmond character) but it was a perfect day for an outdoor wedding by the pond. We had good Cajun food and an open bar at the reception. Cousin Tina took pictures of E-V-E-R-Y-B-O-D-Y. Danny's friend, Mike and his band played some great music (Danny even sang along on one number). But the best part of all (from my perspective) was that Debi performed the ceremony.

She started off with a line from Spaceballs... "Deawy bewoved, we are gavered hair tobay..." Then she said some serious sounding wedding stuff, and ended with some words of wisdom from Dr. Seuss. It was serious, reverent, warm, funny, silly in all the right amounts at all the right times. We laughed, we cried. It was perfect and she did a great job.

After the wedding, we went to the French Quarter again for some fun & festivities. When a guy at the bar asked Debi what was up with the corsage pinned to her t-shirt, she replied "I married my brother today." In most places that comment would turn heads, but you know what they say in New Orleans... Laissez les bons temps rouler.

The happy couple is honeymooning in Puerto Rico and although we had a great time, we're glad to be home.