I attended an absolutely lovely wedding today with The Hubster. The reception was, by far, the best I've been to since moving to Dixie, so it was half-Catholic, natch.
Beautiful Episcopalian (Catholic Lite - All the Pomp with Half the Guilt) ceremony, lovely reception on the lake - it was a perfect, clear, bright, breezy autumn day.
What I'm Eating: Oh, God, what did I not eat today? Quail - fabulous. Duck breast - breathtaking. Roasted root vegetables: beets (I LOVE beets, it's a sickness), carrots, Brussels sprouts (ditto sprouts) and absolutely the best chocolate toffee Grooms Cake I've ever inhaled.
What I'm Drinking: Cristalino champagne (SORRY, FRANCE - SPARKLING WINE) and a lot of it. God, I love (pseudo) champs, although I par-tic-a-lar-ly love the real thing. Veuve, you know I'm talking about you, Girl.
What I'm listening to: Rock me gently, rock me slowly - the new Jeep Liberty commercial with a Neil Diamond soundtrack. How could you not love that?!
(I'm all about the love after duck, quail and a liter of the bubbly.)
What pisses me off: Nothing today. Nothing could ruin this lovely wedding buzz.
What cracks me up: Large families - invariably RC, again - with a gabillion grown kids and cousins who are all 3 months apart in age who love each other and feel absolutely compelled to throw all the groomsmen in the lake.
What I'm reading? Not a dadgum thing today. And I like it. :o)