Wednesday, February 16, 2011
It began innocently enough with a Facebook post while I was in Hawaii which simply said "I'm with your son right now." That was posted on the 5th of February.
It was left for me by a pretty little thing that my son had dated 7 years ago for 3 months. Her next post to me said "Hurry back ♥ "
Oh shit. I knew it. They were going to get married. I know these two kids, I know how they think. That post was on February 7th, two days after they reconnected.
I got home February 9th at midnight and had two smiley faces waiting for me. That's when I was hit with the big news, "Mom, we're getting married Tuesday."
Tuesday was the 15th and if my math was correct it was 10 days after that first Facebook post.
They're 26. There was no use in trying to get them to wait a bit, no use in trying to talk sense into them. Did I mention they're both unemployed? Did I mention that they're both prone to impulsive behavior? Oh wait, I guess you figured that one out already. Did I mention that I really love these two kids?
Tuesday came and I downed two xanex first thing. We got to the judge's office about noonish.
The first thing we saw when we got to the judge's office was the official "Wedding Car."
I don't have a clue as to what the hell it is, but I'm betting you guys do. All I know it was true Cole and Sara.
Then I saw Sara's wedding boots.
Once again, true Cole and Sara. If anyone could pull it off Sara could, and she did.
When everyone was present we walked through the door into the judge's small office. You see the key word here is "small."
You should have seen the judge's face. You would have thought she was watching clowns pour out of a minuscule car at the circus. People kept filing in.
In my family alone there was 16. With Cole's dad, Sara's mom and a few of their friends there were 23 of us in a room the size of a walk in closet.
Then the judge promptly got down to business. It was time to sign the papers.
Oh God, this was really happening. Did I tell you that I took two xanex that morning? Yep that would be me. Glad I did.
There was still time to run. There was still time to think through this. There was still time, still time. But oh no, the judge began to speak and I knew it was a done deal.
After the ceremony everyone was hungry. It was 1:00 in the afternoon, lunch time.
We all went to this little, non English speaking, Mexican restaurant, 22 of us. We overwhelmed the place. But again, it was true Cole and Sara.
We toasted over Cokes.
We feasted on enchiladas, fajitas and quesadillas and we celebrated the addition of my newest daughter.