The wedding of my granddaughter.

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Good morning, dear friends. My granddaughter got married last Saturday and I´m just recovering from the wedding. First were the 2 days prior to it trying to think about what to wear. And of course, as it always happens, I had other situations to cope with at the same time. Two families came to see the house. Nothing is happening with it and I´m thinking about lowering the price. Then it was the marriage. Very beautiful but I was either seated in wooden chairs or standing up for long minutes. My granddaughter was stunning wearing a silk and gauze dress that was designed and made by my daughter Claudia. She wore ivory silk pants with a big waistband and oriental looking and a beautiful upper part, very tight. Over it, she wore a gauze coat long and golden. First there was a beautiful ceremony in which friends talked about how they had met and their romance. (The chairs were wood with no pillows for this old lady). Then there was a cocktail with appetizers. There was champagne but I had decided not to drink. I used my brother and my brother in law as canes for some time as it was standing. Finally I saw some wooden chairs and went to sit alone. A kind waiter brought me refreshments and appetizers until my brother and Claudia´s BF came to take the chair near the rest of the people that talked near a heater. Then there was a dinner with food that was cold. Not my idea of happiness when we are heading towards winter. Rodrigo, Claudia´s BF, was seated by my side and ate a great part of my food. Again wooden chairs now with a thin and hard pillow. There were many people mostly young and after dinner the music started and they went to dance. The music was something they call reggaeton which for me was like going back to the caves. I found a sofa and for the first time in the night has my coxis placed where it did not hurt. There I decided to wait until the end of time. My brother who has taken me had told me that he was going to dance until 2 AM. The wedding was in the outskirts of the city so I was not going to call an Uber and spend a lot of money retiring earlier. The sofa was far from the source of the deafening music so that it was even enjoyable from the distance. Fortunatly my brother danced for 10 minutes just to say that he had done it and called it a day. And we came back. I took an extra Celecoxib before going to bed. I came back wondering who had paid for such a big party. The place was expensive and the amount of people big. Carolina´s father was seated in front of me during dinner with his new wife. He was as handsome as ever but his wife looked a lot older than Claudia. Maybe he had paid for the wedding? Then my other question was why did they get married. The couple had been living together for several years. I know of no legal reason in my country that would benefit them to get married. Were they going to start a family? Friends, the wedding was wonderful for everyone but my poor butt. Today is the first day that I feel that it doesn´t hurt so much. So, same as Lazarus, I´m back. See you.