Someone's Giggles, Someone's Brew, Someone's Fake Rock...

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Someone's Giggles, Someone's Brew, Someone's Fake Rock...

Someone's Shoe. A bit of behind the scenes fun at my younger brother's wedding last summer. Journalling:The bride is barefoot, the groom’s drinking beer – and they’re not even married yet! Call it what you will – just getting our sillies out pre-ceremony, perhaps? – but while Curtis and Pauline’s official photographer was shooting all the fancy formals down by the falls, those not posing got up to some interesting stuff. Pauline shucked her shoes to clamber up the hill with her bridesmaids, while the rest of the party waited in one of the Flintstones-esque golf carts. A golfer shooting the course stopped by and offered a couple of cans of Molson Canadian as a gift to the groom – and with Mom torn halfway between disapproval and amusement, Curtis happily accepted. He did get a bit of a “look” from his wife-to-be when she came down the hill and spotted the beer. The boys took turns showing off their rock-skipping prowess in the pool beneath the falls, and closer examination led to a curious discovery: the seemingly natural-looking rockscape was at least in part made of mesh and plaster! My architect father was particularly fascinated by that one. Not to be outdone, the flowergirls cavorted about on the golf course in their shawls and pretty blue dresses, made the bridesmaids take sniff tests of their bouquets, and amused both their grandmother and their auntie’s mother-in-law-to-be with the silliest faces imaginable. With the time for the wedding drawing near, we all climbed back into the golf carts to head back up the hill – but not without a bit of drag racing between Curtis and his groomsmen before we reached the villas….