"...and then they will eat strawberries."
The wedding of Anthony and Nikki Sutton was nothing short of beautiful. Not to be confused with the bride, my friend Nikki and I had a great time at the reception being sad little suzanna's, although several times boys tried to steal her away. Also, we almost got into a fist fight with some other girls who thought they were the real match-makers. Clearly, we had taken care of that first, and if you'll check the website, it mentions NLR by name and says specifically "a little bird told another bird who told another bird," which means there had to be three--me, Nikki, and BJ.
So the wedding was night; however, the reception was terribly long, and I won't bore you with all the thoughts we had about our own weddings someday.
That night Shannon, Nikki, and I had sushi. Then we proceeded to eat 12 pounds of s'mores from Cafe 11. Later that evening, when Jeremy called, Shannon and I would yell POOP into the phone. We decided that was a fun game, so we called some other people and did the same. Then Nikki or maybe it was Shannon convinced us to go across the street, do a little dance, steal something, leave a note that said "You've been poop'd on!", sing "lalala," and run back over to the PN in single file. When that got old, we turned off the lights to see what we could see in the street. We thought we saw people kissing, but later we found out we didn't. But we did see a youth gang, some scary passers-by, and Liz and her boyfriend dropping her off. Liz then joined us in the dark and told us the story of her first ever kiss. When Pete came over to return some bikes, we hid in the dark, and Nikki said POOP to him. All the while, Kim and her boyfriend were locked away in my old room, and Andrea was out on the town partying it up with the groomsman from the wedding (which she wasn't at previously because she doesn't know any of them). So we made up all these untrue stories about Andrea joining the topless cabaret, and when that got old we made up a song about Nikki and Tony getting married. Sometime after we went to bed, Andrea threw lipstick at us because a boy likes Nikki more than her.
Sunday we went to church and then ate lunch with Wade at Cafe 11, where there were approximately 11 billion other people who just happened to be in town.
Shortly thereafter, we rushed Nikki to the airport, and I ended up spending my evening eating pizza and watching "The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe" with Eb and Ray.
So the wedding was night; however, the reception was terribly long, and I won't bore you with all the thoughts we had about our own weddings someday.
That night Shannon, Nikki, and I had sushi. Then we proceeded to eat 12 pounds of s'mores from Cafe 11. Later that evening, when Jeremy called, Shannon and I would yell POOP into the phone. We decided that was a fun game, so we called some other people and did the same. Then Nikki or maybe it was Shannon convinced us to go across the street, do a little dance, steal something, leave a note that said "You've been poop'd on!", sing "lalala," and run back over to the PN in single file. When that got old, we turned off the lights to see what we could see in the street. We thought we saw people kissing, but later we found out we didn't. But we did see a youth gang, some scary passers-by, and Liz and her boyfriend dropping her off. Liz then joined us in the dark and told us the story of her first ever kiss. When Pete came over to return some bikes, we hid in the dark, and Nikki said POOP to him. All the while, Kim and her boyfriend were locked away in my old room, and Andrea was out on the town partying it up with the groomsman from the wedding (which she wasn't at previously because she doesn't know any of them). So we made up all these untrue stories about Andrea joining the topless cabaret, and when that got old we made up a song about Nikki and Tony getting married. Sometime after we went to bed, Andrea threw lipstick at us because a boy likes Nikki more than her.
Sunday we went to church and then ate lunch with Wade at Cafe 11, where there were approximately 11 billion other people who just happened to be in town.
Shortly thereafter, we rushed Nikki to the airport, and I ended up spending my evening eating pizza and watching "The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe" with Eb and Ray.