Yesterday I got up early to make sure I had everything packed up and ready to go to my cousin's son's wedding. Went to the post office to get mail, put air in the tire, then had to put air in it a few minutes later. Thought there might be a crack in the rim but when I sprayed it with soapy water there were no bubbles. It seemed to have stopped leaking after the 2nd airing up. Put a tarp over Mom's wheelchair and secured with tiedowns, waited for Mom and brother to wake up, helped Mom get dressed and get everything packed into the truck. My brother was annoyed that I asked him to move his stuff so I could put the two bins I used for my stuff and Mom's stuff under it. I went through a checklist to make sure we had everything. Put a puppy pad on the floor in the living room in case Fippy got in and was stuck in there. He can open the door to get in but not to get out.
Long story short it took 2hrs 40min to get to the hotel where my sister was staying so we could all change into our wedding clothes, but truck's GPS got the way to the venue wrong and we were a few minutes late. First we had trouble finding it and then we couldn't figure out which door on the building was the right entrance.
Wedding party filed out in pairs but there was one more bridesmaid than groomsman so two groomsmen too the arms of the last bridesmaid. Then the immediate family filed out in pairs until it got to my uncle. We sat waaay in the back since we were late and didn't want to disrupt anything. Saw him stand and look as if he was looking for someone to walk with him, looked like he said something, and then he walked alone. He's still really missing his late wife. I wish i'd been closer because I would have offered to walk with him.
Afterward we went to a reception hall down the street next to a library. American Mexican food buffet was on the table. A lot of stuff I couldn't eat, but I liked what I could find-- the refried beans, tortilla, cheese, fritos, etc. It was hard to get food while pushing Mom in the wheelchair. I had to go back for a drink since I couldn't carry one for myself and push her at the same time. Father of the bride got up and gave a speech and choked up because his father had passed (I'm guessing recently) and couldn't be there. They had their first dance, father-daughter, and mother-son dances. I noticed my cousin's ex looking absolutely miserable as he watches their son dance with my cousin. Sadly, because that jerk was invited, the groom's older sister didn't come. They (the father and daughter) mutually hate one another. The daughter has gone low contact with the rest of the family because of the father. Uncle came over and sat with us and talked to us. He talked about the house my dad was born in (he was born in the house because it was snowing and his mom couldn't get to the hospital so the doctor had to come to the house). I pulled it up on google maps street view and he talked about what had changed from what he remembered of it.
Groom used my uncle's sword to cut the cakes (groom's cake was chocolate and bride's was something with cinnamon). A nice lady walked around bringing cake slices on plates to the tables. I got one of each to compare. Chocolat was better, IMO.
At some point the bride and groom announced that we were going to have a nerf gun battle and handed out small nerf guns to everyone. Mom and uncle didn't participate but the rest of us did and we had fun. We were told we could keep our nerf guns. The groom spent time going to every table to talk one on one with guests and thank us for coming. He's such a sweet young man. He recognized me and thanked me for the wedding gift and we discussed tools a bit. The bride is a sweetheart too. She's doing her residency for medical school right now.
Finally got tuckered out enough to go back to the hotel and uncle showed up a few minutes later and sat down in the lobby with his sword and talked to us. Sister noticed I was fading and gave me her room card so I could go change out of the wedding clothes and nap. My uncle apparently ranted to them that before the ceremony, cousin's ex got up and gave a speech where he took credit for how well the groom turned out, credit for planning/setting up the wedding, & quoted bible verses & talked about how pious he is etc. Uncle was mad bc the jerk is a total hypocrite. Liar, cheat, thief, and adulterer. He's also a malignant narcissist. He wasn't happy when he wasn't the center of attention. Also, he had nothing to do with the prep or funding for the wedding. After the way he treated our cousin and the oldest daughter, we wanted a few minutes alone with him in a dark alley. But aside from his presence, everything else went smoothly. We met cousin's new fiance and he's a great guy.
I think it was 8 something when I went to take a nap. Mom, bro, and sister came back and said that it was after 11 and we needed to go. Cousin came in with her fiance for a couple of minutes before we said goodnight and left. It was just after midnight by the time we got our stuff packed up and out to the truck.
On the way home Mom got hungry and wanted IHOP but none were open that late. Decided on Taco Bell instead and had to turn off phone's gps because it wouldn't shut up and kept trying to tell me to go the wrong way. Got food and ate in the parking lot and then headed home. Got home after 3am and went straight to bed.
I woke up around 6 something but am still very tired. Need to unload stuff from the truck. We are planning to meet with sister later on once she picks a hotel.
As an aside, boots I got for our friend for his birthday arrived and he's very happy.
Gonna nap a bit longer though.