Elaina is my daughter.  I don't even know where to begin because I have way to much to say about her.  She is truly the best daughter a mother could ask for, a best friend, caring, thoughtful, intelligent and she is beautiful inside and out.  I could not be prouder.  Elaina and I have a special bond like no other.  I couldn't have asked for someone as incredible as Elaina to be on my other side during our wedding.  That is why Elaina is my Matron of Honor.

Growing up, I always looked up to Lin.  She is my big sister.  As we got older, she was always looking out for me and has always been there for me.  We also had and still have many great moments that sisters share.  When we are together, we always have a good time.  We are usually goofing around, making each other laugh and pulling practical jokes.  I love her so much and would not know what to do without her in my life.  She is my best friend, my Maid of Honor.

From Roz:

I have known Tara since she was three year's old.   She is adorable, beautiful and is incredibly smart and has picked up a lot from her two older sisters.  Shortly after John & I were dating, we were over at her house having dinner.  She started banging her fork on the table saying "Kiss, kiss, kiss".  She was three years old.  She has wanted John and me to get married from the very beginning.  She is going to make the perfect flower girl!

From John:

My brother and best man Tom's youngest of three daughters, Tara, is absolutely thrilled to be the flower girl.  She is a beautiful little tomboy who is starting to get into wearing the dress.  As long as they don't give her any type of sugar before the ceremony, she should do us all proud.

Tony is my brother.  We are a year apart.  Growing up, we fought like cats and dogs, but as we got a little older (teenagers), we also had some of the same friends, so we would sometimes end up hanging out at the same places.  In fact, I met my first husband because of him.  Tony now lives in Massachusetts, so I don't see him as much as I'd like.  I love him, he's my brother and I couldn't think about going through with this without him by my side walking me down the aisle.

Eric is my son (-in-law).  I could not have asked for a better person for my daughter to have picked as her husband.  He is so good to me and more importantly, he is so good to Elaina.  They really do complement each other.  Elaina met Eric in June of 1997, so I have known Eric since he was 19 years old.  I have seen Eric grow into a man.

This past year I lost my oldest brother, Jeff, in a car accident.  I had originally asked my two brothers to walk me down the aisle.  Since John & I decided on a small wedding party and I wanted to include Eric in some way, I thought of no better person to stand in Jeff's shoes on the other side of me to walk me down the aisle.

Most of you know that Tom and I are brothers. We have always stuck together, helped each other out and been there when things got tough.  I have more fun with him than a grown man deserves.  I have a sister one year older, a sister one year younger and if he hadn't shown up five years later, I would probably own a hair salon.  As a brother and a friend, he is the definition of a Best Man.

Twelve years ago I was doing a Gonzo open mic at the now defunct Rascals.  A guy shook my hand and told me he liked my stuff.  I found out later it was Otto Petersen of Otto & George, the famous ventriloquist.  There are a lot of slime balls in comedy, but I was blessed to make good friends in it and Otto has been the best.  Since we decided to have a small wedding party and I have about twenty guys that I've either been in their wedding party or attended, I decided I would have two guys that I consider my brothers and not offend the other twenty jerk blossoms.  The only difference between my brother, Tommy, and Otto is Tommy's lips don't move as much.

We thought we would use my sister Kathy's son Chris, as well as my sister Mary Kay's son Bobby as our ring bearers since they're both my two youngest nephews.  Unfortunately, Chris was a little gun shy.  Luckily Bobby isn't.  I try not to play favorites, but Bobby is a ridiculously huge wrestling fan and I'm always giving him all the old school stuff from when I was a kid.  He brings out the kid in me.  I love the little guy as I do them all.