Though somewhat hectic, everything worked out in the end for Pat and Jen’s wedding.
I missed the wedding rehearsal because I had to close the books for the month at work. I didn’t get to Pat’s place until 9:30 that night, which went late into the morning as loose ends were tied up, and Jason and I stayed up until 3:00 am to finish the slide show.
The girls got even less sleep I’m sure; the last I saw them they were giggling in bed like a high-school sleepover.
In the morning we woke up at seven, had some muffins and coffee, decorated the cars, got dressed, and raced to the church.
Due to my missing the rehearsal, I did almost everything wrong. I faced the wrong way, walked down the wrong aisle, got up at the wrong time, and laughed it all off.
Pat, Mr. Robot, Mr. Logic, had tears of joy in his eyes as Jen walked down the aisle. I could see the emotion in his face and eyes, and was simultaneously shocked and touched. I think he got his wish, and discovered that he loves Jen more than he realized.
The ceremony was short and sweet, in a grand church with too much echo.
Afterward, we stepped into a limo that chauffeured us downtown for the pictures, on a day that you couldn’t ask for better weather.
Wedding party photos were taken in the Courtyard, which is a stone brick patio in the middle of the downtown market. Then Pat and Jen (with Lin holding her train) went off to take more pictures, so the rest of us walked around the market for the rest of the time.
There were a few hiccups through the night — time issues, audio issues — but nothing that couldn’t be solved.
It was a good feeling to be an MC, making decisions on the fly, making sure everything went smoothly. It was almost as if every bit of my character, everything I’ve gained — from my confidence to my strength — was leading up to this day to make sure everything went well. I felt important, like I could do something for Pat after all the things he’s done for me, and that was the best part.
Dinner was a gluttonous Chinese nine-course meal spread out over four hours, the order as follows:
- Roast duck, roast pork
- Deep fried crab claws
- Shark fin soup with Chinese red vinegar on the side
- Lobster with ginger & onions
- Salt & pepper shrimp
- Steamed sea bass
- Deep fried chicken
- Shitake mushrooms and baby bok choy
- Yeung Chow fried rice and e‑fu noodles
Unfortunately, Jason and I were too busy to eat, but we got a taste of each dish. It worked out when we had room for dessert, which was a gorging of rich sweets.
There were three games; this one had Pat looking for pins on Jen’s dress while he was blindfolded. Even Pat’s mom suggested putting a pin in a provocative spot, and Pat told us he thought she was trying to get them to have kids.
There were also a few unexpected surprises, even though I was involved in the planning of the wedding. Countertenor D. Kai Ma sang an opera for us, a capella, in an extremely controlled falsetto at the end of the speeches. Also, Pat and Jen did a medley for the first dance, starting out with a formal Latin dance, into robotics to Daft Punk’s Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger, then break dancing.
There were a couple breaks in the night where I could sit and relax before running off to get the next part going.
The wedding favors — miniature dim sum steamers filled with candy — included a five dollar gift certificate to the casino that night, so after everything was squared away and the guests went their separate ways, the wedding party went to the casino.
I’ve never gambled in my life and offered to give Pat my money, citing my poor luck lately, but he refused to accept it. Katie and I pooled our money together to bet on the horse races, and along with the ones with decent odds, she kept betting on a horse called “A Girl To Remember”. We stopped as soon as we were up, by two dollars no less, split the money, and shook hands. Pat proved me wrong.
It was around three when we went home, exhausted from ceremonies, pictures, and a lack of sleep.
The next day, Pat and Jen had us over for a post-wedding party, a gathering to finish off the leftovers from the rehearsal. Even more food was brought over, including fork-roasted barbecue pork, soy sauce chicken, and duck, and I think they ended up with more leftovers than they started with.
Jen wanted Pat to put on the wedding dress, which he agreed to do if the eight “kids” would sing on Karaoke Revolution. I don’t think he expected us to call his bluff, because he ran away when the last duet finished singing. When we finally got him in the dress, Jen and Amy had to drag him downstairs to face the parents.
A Great Group of People
The wedding party was a very unique group. I relate to Jen in finding it very difficult to make friends. We’re both extremely picky people, and perhaps this is why I got along with hers so well. She describes her friends as generous, but what stands out to me is also how polite and friendly they are. You can judge a person by their friends, and it’s a perfect reflection of both Pat and Jen.