Me gots the good sleepy at hotel.
(Hi. I'll stop talking like that now.)
The rehearsal dinner at Pauline's Pizza went from 7 to about 9:30, and around 10 I was back at the Beresford Arms. I'd started semi-napping at the pizza place so yeah, I was in need of sleep.
I'm also proud of myself: I took two rolls of pictures at the dinner, and late in the event got praised from two separate people that I'd done a good job of not being instrusive. As that was totally my intention, to be like a camera-armed ghost, I feel good about that praise. I wasn't going for posed pictures, and the informal stuff I'm doing should be a lovely supplement to the official wedding photo stuff. We'll find out for sure when they're developed (yes I still haven't leapt into the digital camera world), but I feel confident.
My cousin Steph, her husband Paul (the two who got married at Lake Tahoe) and their daughter Eloisa should get here from Reno around noon. We board a shuttle bus for Livermore around 3:15 this afternoon. I can lollygag until then.