Current mood: blessed

Hi everyone,

Well, I had to blog on the outcome of my dear friends Chris and Tracy's wedding. They were married at 8.30am on Saturday. We were the third marriage for the morning at West Hollywood Park. What a perfect day. The sun was not yet burning and the protestors against gay marriage must have been home sleeping because all around us were nothing but shiny, happy people.

The judge who married my friends was thrilled to be a part of this history-making event. Things were sublime until Chris and Tracy's 15 year old daughter Illiana caught the bouquet.

"I don't think so," Chris snapped. "Not my little girl." He snatched the bouquet back and made Tracy throw it again. This time his mother caught it.

"Way to go mom! Is there something you haven't been telling me?" She look flustered, but pleased. She is a 'mature, available woman in her mid 60s.' Her words, not mine.

We all ran across the road after the nuptials and had breakfast at the French Quarter Marketplace. Honestly, how lovely they all were there. The waiters, the cops walking by our sidewalk table, passersby, everybody stopped to congratulate all the newlyweds congregated.

Yes, love was in the air. An elderly gentleman asked Chris's mom if she was the groom's mother.

"I'm the mother of both grooms. I love my son in law!" She is now planning the wedding reception to be held next weeked in Santa Barbara. Illiana ran from table to table, congratulating the men and women who'd gotten married and booked their celebration tables at the French Quarter.

There is no way to describe the feeling on Santa Monica Boulevard on Saturday with so much good will and so much laughter. Not to mention the yummy vittles.

The old Dean Martin song Three Coins in the Fountain came over the loud speaker and filled me with melancholy.

"We need to find a fountain and drop coins in and make wishes for everybody," Tracy said, stroking his daughter's hair. After a very long breakfast, we walked around Melrose Avenue and searched and searched for a fountain. 

"If you could wish for anything, what would it be?" I asked Illiana.

"Oh, that's easy. That every Saturday was like this, everybody being happy and the air all loving. Today, I can hear God humming."

What a wonderful, beautiful, brilliant treasure my Illiana is...

Aloha oe,

AJ

Currently listening : Italian Love Songs By Dean Martin Release date: 2001-08-28