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Wedding = FINALLY OVER
Me = DEAD
I am so tired. Someone decided after running around like chickens with our heads cut off for a week (a year), going to bed at 11:30pm, getting up at 4:30am, having a gigantic wedding outside (I got sun-burnt with sunscreen on) and a wild reception that we should all go out and have a huge Italian dinner. The restaurant was candle lite with soft music. Me? I fell asleep at the table between the soup and the salad. They started kicking me and slamming things down loudly to wake me up. But at least I wasn't the only one. The bride and my other best friend were in the same boat.
Me = DEAD
I am so tired. Someone decided after running around like chickens with our heads cut off for a week (a year), going to bed at 11:30pm, getting up at 4:30am, having a gigantic wedding outside (I got sun-burnt with sunscreen on) and a wild reception that we should all go out and have a huge Italian dinner. The restaurant was candle lite with soft music. Me? I fell asleep at the table between the soup and the salad. They started kicking me and slamming things down loudly to wake me up. But at least I wasn't the only one. The bride and my other best friend were in the same boat.