The older gentlemen at the beginning of this video is the father of the bride; the younger, the groom. The bride has no idea what’s coming. Hat tip to @matto for this one.
Saturday afternoon, Nighthawk and I dropped JessieDog off at our in-laws, then headed into the fine city of Reading for the wedding and reception of close friends Wayne and Pam at a mansion-turned-event-hall. It was gorgeous. The food was incredible. The happy couple are hands down the most romantic people I know. We had a great time, even in spite of a screw-up on my part making us so late that we missed the cermony. We ate and danced and sang and partied until well after two, and only got about four hours of sleep at the hotel before we returned for brunch. After helping everyone else pack up, we returned to the Gibsons to snag the puppy dog and then returned home.
I’m exhausted. Happy, certainly partied-out, but exhausted.
I spent some time working on stuff here this afternoon, and will be going to bed as soon as I’m done my dinner tonight. Tomorrow I need to work on my homework, as I’ve fallen behind – and this is not a good time to fall behind. Tomorrow evening is a picnic at Mike & Steen’s, then fireworks, then home. I suspect I’ll be sleeping in tomorrow ’cause I’m gonna need it.
I work Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday this week, then my vacation starts and I don’t work again until the 18th. I’m going to need most of it for homework I suspect, but the rest will be day trips into the city to see the sights. I’m looking forward to it.
I had a wonderful time dress shopping – it always works better if you take a good friend who has a great sense of humor, and my friend Steen has all of the above. Without her, the insanity of womens’ clothing sizes in the United States would’ve had me in tears after the first hour. With her, we slogged through probably 100 dresses in at least 5 stores, and I came out victorious. Why all the fuss, you ask? This weekend is a friend’s wedding, and it’s an evening wedding, which means formal, and it’ll be the first time I’ve had the opportunity to really dress up in years, and I want to look nice for a change.
Of course, having only slept from 5 to 10:30 and even then not well, plus the hours of coding this morning and the hours of romping the mall this afternoon have left me totally drained. If I make it through the week, it’ll be interesting, to say the least.