Always a bridesmatron

So, my baby has mastered the word, "Mama".  She says it constantly.  Except when I go to work.  Then she says, "bye Caillou."

I chatted it up with Lauren last night.  Us gals just have so much to say to eachother.  Although, interestingly enough, we never say it in person.

I have a story about Lauren.

We have known eachother peripherally for years.  I have seen her around the old 'hood and with friends of mine.  I have seen her at a family event or two.  The last family event I saw her at was my best friend's wedding.

not the wedding I am referring to, but, OMG, right?

I was in the wedding and had been standing around for hours, eating half the cheese and meat platter and posing awkwardly for pictures.  My feet were killing me.  I had been up since 5:00 am decorating the reception hall.  I was concentrating on not getting my dress wrinkled.  I was making small talk with several bridesmaids I didn't really know, but who knew eachother, so I was insanely out of the loop.  Did I mention I was the only bridesmatron?  Clearly a decade older than the bridesmaids?

Immediately after the wedding, there was some "stand around" time before we left for the reception.  This was the time the bride and groom accepted congratulations and gathered their things up to throw in the limo.  I was lurking casually, trying to blend in with the crowd.  I glanced across the room, and I spotted...Lauren!

I rushed to her side, eager to chat and kill time and appear that I had a friend.  Lauren gave me a terse hi, and turned away from me!  I felt bad.  I had seen her at a previous Cooper wedding reception and felt like we had become really close.