Sunday, October 25, 2009

It Hurts so Good!

The wedding do you say? Kind of lame. It was at 2:00 (stinkin' Catholics) so dinner was at about 4:00 and the dancing started at 5:00. That kind of cramped my style so I drank some and did not dance. Actually not many people did.

This picture is me (I cropped out my husband) as we were leaving (8:00 - like I said, lame). Sorry I did not get any better pics. But let me tell you, it was a pretty great night for me.

As I walked in the church, jaws dropped. You could tell when the moment of recognition hit someone because eyes widened and a look of shock took over their face. My husband's grandmother was weepy (but it may have also been the wedding). She proceeded to tell everyone after the wedding I lost 96 pounds (now it is 107 but whatever, she is old). This was embarrassing because she was telling people I never met before like boyfriends of cousins. She might as well have said "man, she used to be REALLY fat."

Comments were made by pretty much everyone. The groom and father of the groom commented multiple times. They even had me play a joke on someone by pretending to be a girl from a bar (someone thought I resembled her).

I think I made you all proud. I wore my heels and stood up tall. I sucked in what gut I have left (and wore a Spanx-type garment). I stood as much as possible (because my legs looked better that way). I stood until my toes were going numb from the heels and then I sat for a few and then I got back up to stand some more.

You can feel the eyes checking you out. I was looked up and down and up again (I am sure it was just out of amazement because of how I looked at the last wedding). I just soaked it in (and sucked it in) and smiled. Most of the comments came from the men. That surprised me.

Oh and Steve was there. My mother-in-law had gone to the rehearsal the night before and when he and his wife found out we were coming, they were so excited. I did not really talk to him until the reception. He made a few comments about me being snotty and not talking to him but really it was only because others were talking to me. When we were all finally standing together and talking and he was looking me up and down he commented that he did not remember me being so tall (6'1 in heels). I guess I made him feel small and I am okay with that. The in-laws needed to leave and they wanted us to stay. They offered to drive us and invited us to stay over at their house. Nice enough but no thanks. I love my in-laws and would never ditch them like that.

At Christmas, we may all go out to the bar to actually hang out. But not so much this time. I am okay with it. I am very happy with the appearance I made even if it was brief.

I think I figured out why that comment from Steve a year and a half ago (if it was him) bothered me so much. I know it was rude but more than that. He is me. I look at him and see myself. We are snarky and we think the same things. He is my mirror. He probably said something that I thought about myself but never said out loud. Either way, I forgive us both. However, if we think or say anything like that again, I just may have to kick some ass.

I hope you all had a super weekend and I look forward to catching up on blogs this week!


Johanna Simpson Baker said...

He is not you, sweet friend. You would never say something so hurtful (at least not out loud... to anyone but me!)

Melanie said...

LOL at the "stinkin' Catholics" comment. Those weddings DO suck.
Sounds like you were quite the head-turner; that had to be such a great feeling. You've worked hard to get where you are.

TJ said...

:) Im SO glad you had so many jaws dropping! Thank you so much for sharing this story!!! You are amazing, and I am so proud of you for standing tall (and sucking it in a little) lol :)

Beth said...

I'm THRILLED for you. That's the kind of event we all dream of! You earned it, congratulations!!

Melissa said...

That sounds AWESOME! I hope you are very proud of yourself!!! You should be!

F. McButter Pants said...

You knocked their socks off. Good for you! I am very proud of you, sounds like everyone else was too.

Forgive and move on. That's the best.

Don't you just love spanx!

What a Splurge said...

Don't you wish you could capture that great moment of seeing everyone's jaw drop and put it in a bottle? The gift of forgiveness is a wonderful thing.

Chupsie said...

wahoo! look at you hottie! it must have felt great to have everyone have their eyes on you! NSV for the record books!

Diane, Fit to the Finish said...

I'm so happy for you!! Never forget that wedding! You look amazing!

The Road Curves Ahead said...

I feel so happy for you sounds like a great night (although the wedding does sound a little lame) ;)

Scott Mullins said...

Congratulations on quite a victory! You should be very proud of yourself

One of the best things about losing a bunch of weight is the payoff you get when you see people who last saw you fat.

One of the worst things about gaining weight is the deflated feeling you get when you see people you haven't seen in a while and they make a comment about how much weight you have gained. I have had too much of that and not enough of the other feeling.

Not any more.