So, as Lane and Bill are walking down the aisle to leave the church, Brandy (the bridesmaid standing next to me) asked if we were still going to dance. I asked if she was, but she said that if I didn't (as the first one leaving after the junior bridesmaid), then no one else would. So as Brad and I met up on our stair, I asked if we were going to dance and he surprised me by saying "Why not?" So we danced going up the aisle and got a few chuckles.Then Brandy met up with her groomsman and said, "Are we doing this?" and he said, "Doing what?" Jeff hadn't paid much attention to our dancing the night before, so they didn't. And then the next bridesmaid didn't either, nor the one after that (whose groomsman had missed the rehearsal and actually legitimately had no idea). And then came Raven and Ben to finish up the wedding party. They walked about halfway out normally (from what I heard), then stopped and started dancing. We could hear the church burst out laughing when they started dancing.
We were a little better coordinated for the reception- we all danced as we entered. I discovered that being twirled in a strapless dress is not the best idea in the world. In fact, dancing was rather difficult, because if we did anything that lifted our arms up, we all had to quickly grab our dresses. Hard to believe this is the same dress I almost couldn't fit into a few weeks ago!
I dragged Brad out to dance with me twice. He decided during the first dance that he wasn't good enough a dancer so he left me, then the videographer (my old church youth group leader) took my hand and showed him up. The second time was because I'd been turned down by two young boys (about 5 and 10), so I ran over and grabbed Brad and said that I knew he wouldn't say no. The third time, he took me out to dance to the "Tennessee Waltz"- turns out, he was much more comfortable with slow dances than all the fast songs I had attempted.
My speech went great. You know that it's going well when you've barely started and the bride says "Oh my gosh..." not even sure what item I could possibly have found from 7th grade. Speaking of which- that 7th grade English assignment that I wrote about Friday night was for us to write singles ads, like those found in newspapers. No names were listed, but I had gone through and written who I thought fit the ads. And Lane's could not have been anyone else in the grade (seriously- swimming and violin?) So I read 3 (saving hers for last, but finding two others that could possibly have been her). As I got to the third one though, everyone was laughing. They knew it too.