I'll give you the short version
My sister got married yesterday. To say that it was a disaster would be an understatement. The wedding was at Maclay. It rained. Hard. We ended up barefoot walking through puddles down the aisle. The wind blew all the flowers over and my sister almost hyperventilated. She's a perfectionist. And this was her nightmare. Follwing ceremony we go to Greg's to dry off. Get dry, head to Southwood for the reception. Get to Southwood and a torrential rain begins. Get completely soaked again. So much for "drying off". Of course when it rains people lose their minds. Parents of the groom delayed due to waiting on dryer at hotel and getting lost. So bride and groom are announced before groom's parents arrive. Groom's family becomes very grumpy and stays that way for the rest of the night. Someone called my aunt a bitch. Greg catches the garter. I catch the bouquet, go figure. Pictures in the dark and windy rain. I smile because I have $3,000 dollars in my mouth. Greg tells me I look pretty so I smile still. Cake is cut, best man gives speech, I give speech. Shaking of the polariod picture ensues along with YMCA and some salsa. Bride and groom leave. Groom's family moan and groan on their way out. Damn yankees. Glad they are gone.
2 finals tomorrow.
2 finals tomorrow.