"Not One More Suicide": Recovering from the Shower

Monday, May 18, 2015

Recovering from the Shower

The bridal shower just ended a few hours ago. For myself, it was an all day event, (not including the days prior leading up to it) as so much preparation went into the making and timely delivery of the food and drinks to the lovely facility. It was a place downtown, in a million dollar per condo highrise. We had a lovely pool, patio, and common room with a fireplace to enjoy the occasion. The pool was a place where Deborah would swim in with her employers little boy, and would help decorate the condo for the Winter Olympics that we had here. She was very brave and would on one occasion even take the sky-train there all by herself. Her presence was felt everywhere. One of the guests to the shower was the lady who had made the memorial quilt for Deborah, and I finally had a chance to thank her personally for all her labor of love.

Parking was at a premium, but I squeezed into a spot right before the front entrance. Two of my daughters helped unpack the SUV, while the other arrived at two for her bridal shower. The food was lovely and plentiful, the games were hilarious, and the visits were enchanting. The two flower girls were also present, and showered the bride with all kinds of sweet drawings, and necklaces. Their excitement was obvious, and we are now on the hunt for a size three and a size eight white dress appropriate for the wedding procession. My girl who was celebrated was so sweet, and kindness poured from her lips. She was a gracious and beautiful young woman. She received much crystal, she registered for at the Bay and even a huge food processor/mixer that was a revelation, after the his and hers aprons and his and her mega cookies. She guessed 17 out of the twenty questions that were asked about her fiance. Prices were flying out of boxes for the participants of the many games. One of the games included pulling out her favorite male actors with their pictures on a wooden stick. The person who pulled out the photo of her fiance received a prize. Of course her sister made sure that it was the silliest picture possible. We all helped write her wedding vows, and the grooms vows with many hilarious twists to the story. All in all it was a good and happy day. I have yet to put away the leftover cheesecake. I crashed on the sofa earlier.
Good night to all.