![]() We ate lamb chops and cut the cake, which was vanilla with lemon curd and raspberries (the easiest and most joyful decision we made as a couple, thanks to Soutine, a wonderful little Upper West Side bakery very close to where I grew up). We asked Saipua to add spring flowers to decorate what was a very simple, pristine design. Somehow I never feel like eating cakes with lots of bells and whistles - excessive frosting grosses me out. My dad wrote an epithalamium - a poem dedicated to the bride - and everyone erupted into thunderous applause, even though he misplaced the last stanza in his nervousness. My brother told humiliating stories of my youth, which followed humiliating stories recounted by my other brother at the rehearsal dinner. I'm glad my boss was there to hear about my HI-LARIOUS hijinks because I couldn't have him going around thinking that I'm awesome or anything. ![]() We barely had time to choose a song, much less practice our dance. Fauxhawk lives in mortal fear of dancing and I am a complete spaz, so I had to talk him through a series of awkward white person moves while everyone gathered around us. It was like watching a Stevie Wonder impersonator drag a corpse around the dance floor. Suffice it to say that we were pretty psyched when it was over. I continued to dance in an uninhibited way that makes people long desperately for inhibition.įauxhawk hid for the rest of the evening while he recovered his dignity. My parents, on the other hand, danced a WALTZ. My dad requested a polka and I flat-out refused. ![]() My mother called me anticipating a fight and said, "YOUR FATHER IS EIGHTY-FOUR AND HE WANTS A WALTZ." Okaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay. The band was less than stoked to be playing "Fascination" but they strapped on one and dealt, playing a very pared down version with the sax. It was beautiful watching my parents together. My cousins brought Greek music and we did a few dances to honor the Old Country. P: OH MY GOD! Were you even AT the party? What were you doing?! P: But did you hear when they played "Move It" ( one of our favorite songs, I'm ashamed to admit)? P: Oh my God! Did you miss them all? Where on earth were you? P: Yes! What do you mean? There were three dances! Everyone clasped hands and joined in, side stepping in concentric circles to the bazooki. Which proves that you don't have to be together every second to have a fabulous time at your wedding.Īt first we were nervous that the venue was going to be stuffy, but we figured that our friends and family would lower the tone enough to compensate. helter-skelter, hanky-panky, roly-poly, willy-nilly, hocus-pocus), coupling "jibber" and "jabber" would have been a natural formation at any time in the last 400 years, and it may have been commonplace for many years before it finally appeared in print.We did not anticipate the supreme awesomeness of the band. Given English-speakers' love of reduplicated words (e.g. ![]() gabble, yabber, gab, jabble.) The earliest sighting of "jibber-jabber" recorded in the Oxford English Dictionary is in 1922, but that doesn't mean that was "the year it first appeared". (There are a number of similar words in English all meanig much the same thing - e.g. "Jibber" (spelt "gibber") was used by Shakespeare "jabber" is recorded in 1499. Jibber-jabber is a coupling of "jibber" and "jabber", which are themselves variants of the same onomatopoeic verb meaning "To speak rapidly and inarticulately to chatter, talk nonsense". : Not having even the 'foggiest' idea is having no idea at all not even a badly formed, undefined one. : As for the second part, something that is 'foggy' is unclear, hard to discern - for fairly obvious reasons - so a foggy idea (if such a phrase existed) would be a vague one. ![]()
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