As Rod Stewart sang, "Yeah, clap your hands - We're having a party, dancing to the music" this week. Yes, our big day is Thursday, May 1st, 2014, and the ceremony begins at noon. So about a half hour later, I will be able to call myself "Leslie Evans." If you've been following my recent blogs, you will recall that it's been a long time coming. I never wanted to go back to my maiden name and I was never really accepted by my first husband's family once he was gone. Both my daughters have married names now, so I'm thrilled to take my new husband's name.
So we will party after the ceremony in a "respectable" manner at the high tea we have planned, complete with official cake cutting, speeches, toasts, and the first dance. Then around 6pm, we will gather at our friends' place to continue partying into the night. That will be a "get-down, boogie woogie, have a drink and dance on the patio under the tiny white garden lights" type of party. The weather forecast is for a sunny and warm day, so the evening will be clear and the stars will shine down upon us.
I wrote the following poem back in December of 2011 with our marriage in mind.
Unity is a milky, pearly white.
It looks like starlight on a clear, bright night.
It sounds like a cob calling to his pen.
It smells like popcorn shared in the den.
It tastes like sweat as we share one life.
It feels like serenity throughout the strife.
Unity is two, a husband and wife.And Lorne took this photo down by the river in our village. I love it so much that it is on our wedding website, which you are welcome to view if you like. It's here.