Shadow Lane 2012 — some pictures
I’ve posted a few of these on FetLife, but not everyone is on there, so I will share them here as well.
This is from Friday night; I’m between Sarah Gregory and Princess Kelley. Aren’t they cute?
Sarah and me on Saturday night, rocking our blue dresses:
The naked flogging. I’m on the far left, then Kelley, Mila and Sarah:
The pillow fight. L-R is Stevie, Lilibrat, Sarah and Kelley, with me lying in the center and Mila enthusiastically wielding the pillow above us:
Last but definitely not least, my extremely rude (but honest!) reaction to Lea’s multi-colored Peeps on a Stick:
So I survived the wedding rehearsal dinner — sort of. The event itself was OK, but on my way in, I took a spectacular fall. John’s sister’s house has hardwood floors and there are several single, shallow steps throughout (read: booby traps). I walked in from the bright sunshine in my sunglasses and proceeded to stumble on one of those steps from the living room into the dining room. I didn’t want to fall on my face, so I sort of twisted on my way down and landed backward, with most of my weight on my left palm and hyperextending my elbow. John’s sister made a huge fuss, which was nice of her, but I was so thoroughly embarrassed (not to mention hurting), I wished she would stop. The father of the groom insisted on massaging my elbow (he did ask first), which felt nice, but also extremely weird. I forgot about it last night, but when I woke up this morning, I felt the aftermath of that fall in a big way. My elbow hurts and I think I tweaked my back a bit too. Ugh. And of course, single-minded as I am, all I could think was, “So glad this didn’t happen before last weekend!”
John, being the godfather as well as the uncle, felt obligated to not only provide all the champagne for the reception, but to buy a gift from the registry and give the couple some cash. (sigh) When he told me that he was going to tell M & R that the gifts were from both of us, I said, “Honey, that’s nice of you and I appreciate it, but I wish you wouldn’t. You should take all the credit; I didn’t contribute anything.” And he answered, “Maybe not in money, but you’re there for everything and you put up with them.” He gets it. He knows. Makes it all a little bit easier, knowing that he gets it. Not a lot easier, you understand. But a little. 🙂
Feeling the party drop, for sure. I’m so grateful I get to see Mr. D this coming Monday.
Have a great weekend, y’all.