Yesterday, my SPECA-daughter got married to her beau of 5 years.
Yup, it was Golda, not Paolo. And we haven't really known for sure until we saw the people at the altar.
I left home at around 2PM to go to UP Dil FC, as we have arranged to meet between 2-2:30. Prof. Ken was already there, and I got to see his new office (Doc La's old one, at that!). The rain was pelting nonstop, and some of the friends we were supposed to go with couldn't make it. So it turned out, Pao's friend Alex would just have the two of us as his passengers.
Up to that moment, all we knew was that Paolo and his long-time girlfriend Gian were going to have a Greek-inspired plum wedding at Antipolo church (as Pao stated in the FB mail he sent us). Paolo being the artist that he is, we took the pitstop at Marikina as one of the many surprises he had in store. Until the phone call from Liz came, and we started having our own guesses as to what might be going on.
The ceremonies were already ongoing when we got to the church (I'm not accustomed to pointing fingers, but I totally blame the traffic for being late!!!), That was when we confirmed what we have suspected for the past ... 20 minutes (?) that yup, it was Golda and Donald's getting hitched there.
Even if it was raining nonstop, there were so many people at the church, one of the most numbered I've seen in any of the weddings I've been to (and believe me, I've been to sooo
many). There was a general feeling of love for the couple, and approval, among the people present.
After a while, we were joined by Paolo (who we gave our congrats to even if we were ready to tear his hair off for the prank) and Barns and Bunny (who were into the secret, coz Bunny did Golda's makeup), and we split up to get to the reception. Barns and I waited for Dea, who was still in the middle of somewhere because of the traffic jam, and who at that point still had no idea that it was Golda who got married (she was dead set to get to Antipolo church before finally taking the detour to Marikina).
The rain still didn't let up when we got to the reception. We saw Paolo (in his checks, slacks, and DSLR), and clueless Dea was thinking out loud how his get up is sooo wrong for someone who just got married. She still didn't catch up, even when as we went inside (eyeing the yummy dirty ice cream along the way), the MCs' were chanting "Donald, Golda, ikinasal na, bongga!", or even when the posters hanging at the wsalkways were all of my daughter and son-in-law. Barns and I were ready to roll off the floor laughing. If Bunny didn't ask her if she already knew that it was Golda and Donald (and not Pao and Gian) who got married, I wouldn't really know when she'd figure everything out, hehe. Even then, it took some time before the news sink in. I would say she was totally in shock.
Going back... as it is Golda we are talking about, it wouldn't be her wedding reception at all if there aren't any hints of showbizness (LOL!). There were a lot of production numbers, pseudo-talk shows, and a lot of laughter and talking going around. She changed into lavender sneakers and purple knee-socks, and almost hosted her own wedding reception! Not your typical wedding reception, even if all the traditional elements were there. With the one-of-a-kind garter and bouquet ceremony, she was really going around, calling on people to get on stage. Which brought Ken ending up being paired to a mysterious "Barbie" (details of which, Ken is the only one entitled to reveal).
Finally, it was time to say bye bye to the newlyweds, and thank them for the fun fun night. While we were on our way back, we still reveled on the nights goings-on, and left the place with big smiles and memories to bring back. It was definitely "one of the memorable nights of our lives" (right, Ken?).
Lucky for Golda she's of the marrying age, so she could legally get married without her mother's (my) consent (haha!). Be as it may, theirs is a God-centered relationship, and Donald has proven himself to be a good man. We are sure Golda is in good hands.
Congratulations, Donald and Golda! All the best, loves.