I went ahead and ordered some for the table
I've been on vacation since Lauren's wedding and I feel completely and utterly out of sorts.
The wedding itself was phenomenal. It was such a beautiful day and Lauren and Brian got exactly what they wanted and deserved. Everyone looked gorgeous and both sides of the bridal party got along swimmingly. My speech went well and it was exactly what I wanted to say to her. I just wanted it to be from the heart to let her know just how much she really means to me and how proud I am of her and Brian. They are so great together.
The whole wedding weekend was a complete whirlwind. I was so happy to be there and to soak up all the memories and share it all with my Lauren and all the other ladiesthat I just fucking adore (Coley, Anner, KP, Cassie, Kate, my family, Lauren's family, etc.). It's always great when things like that happen in my home town too. That place just makes me happy, makes me feel whole and I love it. Despite the happiness of the event and the joy of being home it went by really fast and I didn't get nearly enough rest. We came home on Sunday after the wedding and only had about a day before we packed up and headed out to Las Vegas. Gus wasn't feeling great before we left, so we were worried about her the whole trip which, you know, put a bit of a damper on the experience. But we managed to enjoy ourselves. We met a bartender who used to live in Brighton, MA. He was awesome and his name was Carey.
I'm so out of it right now. I want to post pics from the trip, but I'm deep in withdrawing into myself mode right now. I don't want to talk to anyone, I don't want to do anything and I just feel like trash. It ain't good folks. I woke up feeling completely haggard and awful. I felt the way I used to feel before I started back at therapy (which is going really really well) and it's stayed with me all day. We even went to see baby cows at Richardson's farm. They made me happy but it didn't last. Ugh.
I am again going to try and post more. I have lots of things to talk about and many much pictures to share.
I hope all is well with everyone.
The wedding itself was phenomenal. It was such a beautiful day and Lauren and Brian got exactly what they wanted and deserved. Everyone looked gorgeous and both sides of the bridal party got along swimmingly. My speech went well and it was exactly what I wanted to say to her. I just wanted it to be from the heart to let her know just how much she really means to me and how proud I am of her and Brian. They are so great together.
The whole wedding weekend was a complete whirlwind. I was so happy to be there and to soak up all the memories and share it all with my Lauren and all the other ladiesthat I just fucking adore (Coley, Anner, KP, Cassie, Kate, my family, Lauren's family, etc.). It's always great when things like that happen in my home town too. That place just makes me happy, makes me feel whole and I love it. Despite the happiness of the event and the joy of being home it went by really fast and I didn't get nearly enough rest. We came home on Sunday after the wedding and only had about a day before we packed up and headed out to Las Vegas. Gus wasn't feeling great before we left, so we were worried about her the whole trip which, you know, put a bit of a damper on the experience. But we managed to enjoy ourselves. We met a bartender who used to live in Brighton, MA. He was awesome and his name was Carey.
I'm so out of it right now. I want to post pics from the trip, but I'm deep in withdrawing into myself mode right now. I don't want to talk to anyone, I don't want to do anything and I just feel like trash. It ain't good folks. I woke up feeling completely haggard and awful. I felt the way I used to feel before I started back at therapy (which is going really really well) and it's stayed with me all day. We even went to see baby cows at Richardson's farm. They made me happy but it didn't last. Ugh.
I am again going to try and post more. I have lots of things to talk about and many much pictures to share.
I hope all is well with everyone.