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This was going to be a blog post all about the wedding I was in this weekend, and how lovely it was to see ‘Sup Doc and Ducky be wed, and how great my dress was (when the groomsman I was going down the aisle with saw me in it he said, “Well, hel-LO!” then turned to the groom and said, “I get to go down the aisle with that?!” which was very gratifying, even if I had to pretend not to hear), and how much fun I had dancing with Sky, etc., but first I have to brag a little.  I mean, a little more than I’ve bragged already.

See, tonight the UD Swing Club officers unveiled the potential designs for this year’s club t-shirts, and to my utter surprise and delight, one of them had a quote from me on it!  It was from when we were teaching guy turns, in which the guy places the girl’s hand on his shoulder (or stomach), and turns himself.  The girl leaves her hand where the guy left it so that he can maintain connection with her, and pick up her hand again at the end of the turn.  When we’re teaching this I tell the class that the rule is that the girl leaves her hand wherever the guy puts it.  And then I always add, “Within reason.” It’s mostly for the laugh which always comes, but also because I’ve been in classes with guys who liked to push things.  I want to nip that sort of thing in the bud before some poor girl gets traumatized and decides she doesn’t like dancing after all.  Anyway, I forget what the t-shirt design had on the front, but on the back it says, “Always follow the lead… within reason.” I can’t tell you how much joy it gave me to see that.  It’s only one t-shirt design among many, several of which were also strong contenders.  We’ll find out later how the voting turned out.  But I don’t care which design they choose for the t-shirt – it makes me all warm just knowing they thought up that design.

Now that I’ve got that out of my system, the wedding this weekend was wonderful too.  I don’t think we could have asked for a prettier day.  The sky was so bright blue it matched the bridesmaid dresses.  Everything came together smoothly, everyone behaved themselves, and it was just lovely.  The wedding was at 1:30, but everyone who was in the wedding had to be there at noon for pictures.  Some of the pictures they had on the list to take were funny.  One was, “Bridesmaids with bride, laughing.” So the photographer had us cluster around the bride, and laugh.  Johnsy had the fakest laugh ever, which made us all laugh for real, and then we couldn’t stop laughing.  It was kind of awesome.  Everyone looked lovely in their dresses, including me.  The ceremony went off without at hitch too.  I don’t think I’ve ever heard anyone proclaim their vows as clearly and definitely as ‘Sup Doc did.  Also, she remembered my brother in the petitions, which made me tear up a little, but in a good way.

I had a great time at the reception, for which I have mostly Sky to thank.  Since I started swing dancing wedding receptions have become more and more frustrating.  I used to be able to just boogie on down without thinking there could be more, but now I know that there is.  It’s not so bad when they play regular dancing music, but then a swing song comes on, or some classic Motown, and I want to swing dance so bad my bones ache.  And there’s never anyone to dance with, except that one guy who took three East Coast lessons four years ago and thinks he might sort of remember how it went.  It’s just agony.  Except this time it was great because I had Sky with me.  I love dancing with Sky, in part because I know he likes dancing with me too.  We danced a lot, and even though I was dancing in socks on carpet (I think I had slight rug burn on the balls of my feet by the end of the night), it was wonderful.  It was fun getting to know Sky a little better too.  All in all, I had a wonderful time.

It was funny seeing other people’s reactions to us dancing.  Usually when I dance I’m with other dancers, who take the fact that we can dance for granted, nothing special.  It’s a little startling to remember that other people don’t do this.  Towards the end of the evening I was having a fun dance with Sky, and a lady at the side of the dance floor started exclaiming about how wonderful we were, that we danced “like Rock Stars!” Then Sky dipped me, and she was astounded by that too.  “Look!  He dipped her!  He really did!” The funny thing was that as she was coming over trying to compliment us, Sky and I were having a small argument over whether I had dipped low enough or not.  Lately he and Mr. Zoot have been trying to get me to dip lower (I think they should be grateful that I dip at all), and he didn’t think I was cooperating as much as I possibly could.  So we were disputing this while this lady was practically hopping around at our shoulders, beside herself at the awesomeness of our dancing.  It was, frankly, a little surreal.

The other funny thing was dealing with my groomsman.  The guy who escorted me down the aisle was an friend of the groom’s from the Yellow Springs fire department, a very nice older gentleman who did his best to be courtly, but really didn’t have much in common with me at all.  I was friendly with him, but didn’t really expect anything from him.  I mean, I had lots of friends at the wedding, plus Sky.  Even without Sky, I’m well used to taking care of myself.  I think the groomsman was a little taken aback at my independent attitude.  He kindof hovered around a little at different points, and then would go away again.  At the end of the night he said, “You’re the most low maintenance bridesmaid I’ve ever seen!” And to be honest, until that moment, it didn’t occur to me that I could/should be anything else.  So I have to put this question out there for others who have more experience than I in The Way of the Bridesmaid: Are you supposed to treat your groomsman as your date?  Or rely on him to pay attention to you?  I figured his duties ended after he got you safely back down the aisle.  Is there more involved?  Please let me know!