Since I get sorta confused, confounded, and discombobulated when too many things get too far out of chronological order, I am going to go ahead and finish out my Florida Trip Tales before moving on to more recent stuff of the North Carolinian Variety.
So off we go . . . in a most discombobulatory sort of way.
To put it mildly, we stayed plenty busy during our family’s brief visit to the Sunshine State; Nathan and Meagan were so sweet to make every effort to include us in as much Wedding Prep Stuff as they could, since we won’t be there for the majority of the planning.
One of our fun side trips was a visit to The Very Gazebo where Nathan proposed. Nathan and Meagan said it looked a lot more romantic at night with white lights, candles and music playing, but we were still excited about the privilege of seeing The Lovely Place where it all happened.
They even described to us the whole event all over again, except this time they could actually point out what happened here. And here. And over there.
And the best part of the proposal story? When Nathan proposed, they both cried. How sweet is that?
Even during the re-telling, there was some kissin’ . . .
. . . and hand holdin’ going on.
Suddenly though, right in the midst of all that kissin’ and tellin’, it occurred to Meagan that she was holding hands without The Ring showing; she speedily (and quite deftly) made an On The Spot Ring Correction.
Ahhh. That’s better!
We also went to see the beautiful church where they will be married.
Here’s Nathan on the very spot where he will walk out as A Married Man. (sniff) (and also Sniff)
The church is surrounded by Grand Old trees; I am a big fan of anything that’s grand and old, but especially trees. (I’m not sure what Nathan is doing here—just miscellaneously clapping his hands, I guess—but it made a nice shot.)
We also took a trek to the tux rental place where Meagan had brought along her head piece for matching purposes. Since Nathan is being kept in the dark about any and all Highly Secret, Intensely Guarded Wedding Dress Issues, he had to cover his eyes while the salesladies and Meagan conferred. He is such a good fiancé.
I have even gone to great lengths to perpetuate the Great Cover Up by, um, Covering Up all traces of said headpiece with a heart. Am I such a good mother-in-law-to-be, or what?
After all that Exhausting Sitting and Eye Shielding, it was finally time for Nathan to leap into action and be measured for his tux . . .
. . . . and figure out his exact, precise, Wedding Shoe Size. (Picture me Sniffling in the background.)
Then we all repaired to the jewelry store where the Smith Fella and the Smith-Lady-To-Be looked at a wedding ring for Nathan. (picture even More Sniffling)
And then? Then it was time for Our Official Cultural Experience.
While we were planning our trip to Florida, I had told Nathan and Meagan that Sarah--being a sheltered, small town kind of gal--needed to have some sort of Out Of The Ordinary Dash of Culture Experience while she was there. And Downtown Disney filled the bill perfectly—free parking, free admission and fascinating stuff to behold everywhere we looked.
My favorite thing about the place (besides the myriad opportunities for people watching) was a hot air balloon which gave “up and down” rides. (In other words, it didn’t sail off to any distant lands in Fine Hot Air Balloon Fashion.) Once it got dark, it was just the coolest thing to see this huge glowing orb rising over the horizon every few minutes, looking exactly like a whimsical, quirky sun. It just thrilled me to no end. (I’m easily entertained.)
And so ended our Really Cool Visit to Florida where we discovered (yet again) that our son is going to be in Very Good Hands with his future Mrs. Smith. In fact, she’s so wonderful that she not only helped him move out of his dorm room, she also festooned his car with the words, “You have my heart.”
I think they have hearts made for each other.
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