Roman and Cara Anderson are happy their son is finally getting married. Gregory and Lydia have come a long, hard way. Can they keep it together or will everything just continue to unravel?
“I’m going to be sick,” Lydia said, trying not shake. “I think I’m going to throw up.”
“Attractive. Just make sure you aim away from me.”
“Can’t we just elope?”
“I think they’d notice if we left now.”
Despite her inherent cold feet and sheepishness at going in front of all the people Gregory’s family seemed to know, Lydia made it to the altar. Marriage was big, it was huge and you don’t really figure that out until your knee-deep in rose petals and covered in so much lace you look like one of your grandma’s old curtains.
Still, Lydia was pretty sure she was okay with her decision. It wasn’t as if she liked anyone else. It was just… big.
The ceremony proceeded without a hitch and the further along it got the more at ease Lydia felt. It was just stage fright, there were people everywhere, all watching. It was unnerving.
“Dad, are you crying?”
“N-no… there’s confetti in my eye.”
The vows and rings were exchanged, bird-friendly petals thrown in lieu of rice.
Rosa was quick to congratulation her flaky sister, happy to finally see her happy and out of the house.
“Make sure you don’t come running back, okay?”
“Rosa, stop,” Kenya scolded, shaking her head as she walked by.
“I’m just kidding,” Rosa said, pulling back from the hug. “You know that, right?”
“Yeah, I know. Thanks, Rosa.”
“This place is amazing, I don’t see why you’d ever want to come home. Makes our house look like a closet!”
“To be honest, I’m a little afraid I’m going to get lost…”
Outside, Hugh caught Lydia after the party had ended.
“I’m so proud of you,” he said, squeezing her shoulder. “Be good, okay?”
“I’ll try,” she hugged him tightly. “Bye, daddy.”
“See you, baby.”
“You survived,” Gregory laughed once everyone was gone and they were again able to relax. “See? Like pulling off a band-aid, it’s all over and never to be repeated again.”
“I guess so, I mean… if anything, I know I won’t be getting married again.”
“Oh, wow, thanks. That’s a comfort.”
She smacked him on the arm, “you know what I mean!
Adjusting to life in her new home was a bit difficult at first for Lydia. First, the house was huge and second, they had a butler. Lydia didn’t even know that people had butlers anymore. He made their meals, answered the phone and the door, and would even take their dry cleaner. Perhaps what seemed most odd about it all was Gregory’s complete acceptance of it. He’d been around it all his life and so to him, it was completely normal to have some strange, older man cowing down to your every whim.
Then, of course, there was the transportation thing. Lydia had gotten a job with an architecture firm as a designer thanks to Roman. Since the firm was in Aperture, the commute was ridiculous. What she didn’t realize was that Roman took a helicopter to work and since their schedules synced up, so did she. Talk about surreal.
Gregory didn’t have a day job like the rest of him. His father’s ambition was for him to take over the family businesses. So while they went to Aperture in a helicopter, he was stuck trying to remember everything his father had tried to teach him over the years. The businesses still belonged to Roman but eventually, they’d be his. His father insisted he learn every part of how a business works, including being a cashier. Gregory hated this position most of all… he just wasn’t very good at it.
Gregory and Lydia’s honeymoon was delayed due to the construction of the vacation home Roman had recently purchased in the islands. When it was finally done, the newlyweds headed off for some much-needed ‘alone time’. It’s sort of hard to really enjoy one another’s company with nosy in-laws following you around.
The house was definitely worth the wait, almost as grand as the one they lived in. Truth be told, all of this opulence was a little overwhelming for Lydia. Her family had never been hard-up, but she came from a humble house and humble people. All this money flying around was a bit dizzying.
Unfortunately, their honeymoon was cut short by a freak hail storm that refused to quit. It rained golfballs and soon, soccerballs and they were forced to evacuate. It was an unfortunate setback, but at least they managed to get some time to themselves…
Note from Mao: Sorry this entry is all over the place. I accidentally played this lot awhile back and did the whole wedding thing before I realized I’d messed up the order. Oops. Anyway, when I went to the lot I had forgotten that they had a honeymoon scheduled. It hailed almost the ENTIRE time. It actually accumulated on the ground! I’ve had Seasons since release and I’ve never seen this before. Insanity! I sent them home.
They both have the baby want, so we’ll see what happens… they certainly got busy enough!
Hope you enjoyed the wedding shots, I don’t usually do very elaborate weddings, but I figured after everything these two kind of deserved it.