The big day arrived with brilliant sunshine, warmer temperatures and a cloudless sky—a notable improvement from Wednesday and Thursday. Jeff, Jack and I put on our wedding-wear and headed over to Stonehedge around 1 for primping and pictures. Stonehedge has a small “bridal cabin” hidden in a wooded area and it was the perfect place for the girls to get Jen ready. Low-maintenance even on her wedding day, Jen was ready to go early, so we had time to hang out and relax before pictures. Which was unnecessary, as it turned outďż˝pictures turned out to be quite painless (except for this one?) and I didn’t even get sore from smiling this time. The photographer, Amy McMullen, did a fantastic job—spelling aside—and the photos really turned out well (you can find them on her site under ‘Jen Oleson’). Although after reading this entry you may not want to see any more wedding photos for a while. So, chairs were set up, photos were taken, the flowers finally arrived and the guests soon followed. The bridal party couples made their way down the aisle and it was at that point that we all realized the sun was SO bright we could barely see. The guys had it a little better with some shade, but not much. Anil awaited with much anticipation, and then Mom, Jen and Dad arrived. JenO looked stunning. Hugs were exchanged, everyone took their place, and the ceremony began.
Renee, a friend of Jen and Anil’s, was the officiant. I think she has a background in theology (in addition to an undergrad degree in psychology from Yale) but it was her first wedding—and she did an excellent job. Jen Knowles did a short reading, a unity candle was lit and after a few more words from Renee, vows were read, rings exchanged, and the deal was sealed.
Jen, Anil and Ravi Devnani and I returned to the bridal cottage to sign the paperwork and Anil revealed the surprise suspenders he was sporting. And from there it was on to the reception area… a beautiful bricked area with white lights, happy garden signs, a stage for the band and dinner tables on multiple terraces. A cello and violin played while we mingled and it was great to see so many family and friends, some of whom had traveled thousands of miles. When it came time to eat, Dad welcomed and thanked everyone for joining us, and made the first toast, which began with “When our children find true love, we parents find true joy….” The other John then stepped up to read a prayer before dinner. The Johns did well.
Dinner had a hard time competing with the phenomenal meal we had the evening before at the rehearsal dinner, but my ravioli was great… not sure how the meat-farers faired. Mama Carol gave a wonderful toast and then the band began to play the first dance. And there followed much rejoicing. Eventually the homemade-by-Lara cakes came out, tastes were exchanged and Anil gave the thumb’s up. Ravi and I decided it was high-time we delivered our toasts, but the sun, or lack thereof, turned out to be a bit of a problem. We both made it through though, and the dancing continued until everyone was ready to go home.
There actually are more photos. You can find all of these and a few more in my Flickr set.