For me this past week has been steeped in thick, repugnant academia and an equally annoying case of bronchitis. But this last weekend did not foretell of the disastrous week ahead. I was on an up-swing health-wise and more importantly I was at Lauren’s sister’s wedding having an absolute blast.
Friday I was to be in Newport Beach with Lauren at 4pm, but due to traffic, we got there a lot closer to 4:45pm. Not too bad. I was a little slap happy as I’d not gotten much sleep the night before which resulted in me being a little slow to censor myself when I probably should have. For example: I said “they should push their boobs closer to together” in a church within earshot of Lauren’s parents. The context is irrelevant, the fact is that it happened and that’s enough; I’m gonna go ahead and call that one strike two. Then we all left the church together on our way to the Spaghetti Factory, also located in Newport Beach. Ended up in Hunington Beach. Fantastic. I’m outta there.
You’ve got to save money somewhere, might as well be the veil
Fortunately after getting a good nights rest, the actual wedding was about as flawless as anyone could have hoped for. Yours truly was an usher, which is definitely fun, all the old ladies are flattered, but anybody under the age of thirty gives you a weird look and pushes your elbow out of the way as they walk past.
There was a ceremony, Isaac, Katie, and Katie’s Dad all said “I do,” though each of them said it at a different time. And they lived happily ever after.
Then there was the reception, which was by far the best party I have ever been to. This event just re-affirmed my belief that the ceremony is just a prelude to the reception, and not the primary reason for attending. Delicious food, good company, open bar, chocolate covered strawberries, the USC marching band, an open bar, dancing waiters, and an open bar all combined to make this quite possibly the most impressive wedding I will ever go to. How’s this for a finishing touch: On the way out, they had coffee and Krispy Kreme donuts. Now that’s classy.
Lauren flirts with some random guy by the bar
If you want to see more pictures from the wedding I suspect you’d want to click here
Posted by Red Scott @ 10:46 pm