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Saturday, October 1, 2011

A lot of shoes. A lot of rice. The groom was nervous, he answers twice...

One of my favorite old love songs.  "Makin' Whoopee". Last weekend our little family attended my niece's wedding.  Her new husband has been a wonderful fixture in our family for what seems many years.  I couldn't have been happier about her choice or the beautiful wedding that was tailored for them.

A stunningly beautiful bride and equally handsome groom after cutting the decoy cake...  It really wasn't a decoy cake at all.  The cake was prepared by my sister so the bride and groom would have something beautiful and yummy to 'cut' for the photos.  It was banana.  :)  There was no real wedding cake to speak of.. We had wedding pie!  All manner of fruit pies were served to the guests.  So many fun and unique elements made up this 'wedding of the year'. Food, drink, music and company were wonderful.  To sum it all up, it will suffice to say that if the bride, her sister and their mom went into the business of wedding planning.. they would be tremendously successful! 

My Dad, Dianne, Geoff, Me and Greg.  Happy Day 



My hubby and beautiful daughter.  Were they dancing??
Goodness... He's so adorable!
Looks are deceiving.  He's really having a great time!


Lyrics to "Makin' Whoopee"

Another bride Another June
Another sunny honey moon
another season, another reason
for makin' whoopie

Alot of shoes, alot of rice
the groom is nervous. he answers twice
its so Killin that he's so willin'
To make whoopee

Picture a little love nest
down where the roses cling
picture the same sweet love nest
Think what a year can bring

He's washing dishes and baby cloths
He's so ambitious he even sews
but don't forget folks that's what you get folks
for makin whoopee

Another year or maybe less
what's this I hear? Well you can't you guess
She feels neglected and he's suspected
of makin' whoopee

She sits alone most every night
He doesn't phone her he doesn't write
he says he's busy but she say's "is he?"
He's makin' whoopee

He doesn't make much money
only five thousand per.
Some judge who thinks he's funny
says you'll pay six to her.

He says now judge suppose I fail?
The judge says 'Budge right into jail.'
You better keep her. I think it's cheaper
then making whoopee

You better keep her.
I know it's cheaper, than makin' whoopee

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