And now, the randomness of it all!
Tell me if this makes sense to you. You have a wedding one day, and the actual reception the next day. No real reason why, either.
Hunter's BFF Bobby (from our trip down to Alabama for Grandma Cozie's funeral) got married yesterday, and today (tonight, rather) is the reception. Hunter was a best man. Not THE best man, A best man. There were two best men. Go figure that one out. Only because I think Bobby needed a backup for his other one that wasn't Hunter.
But man....so much ridiculousness and drama from this clusterfuck of wedding planning. And just from the groom's side! Bobby kept flaking out on keeping Hunter (and the other groomsmen) informed on what was going on. The bride's family is a bunch of uptight religious nuts (she was homeschooled until her junior year of high school, apparently), and Hunter just flat out does not like her dad. Her dad kept making smart-assy remarks about how Hunter might be gay just because he opted for purple shoelaces for his wedding shoes (more about that later) and his bleached-out blonde hair. They wanted to have only close family and friends at the actual wedding, yet we weren't invited, and we've been like a second family to Bobby for ages. But we're invited to the reception. But I couldn't bring Kevin as a guest because they couldn't squeeze in an extra place for him. (GAAAAAAH.)
Okay....about the shoes? Bobby wanted his side of the party to wear customized Converse All-Stars high-tops. They're white with green blocking and tounges and "WAF 4 Life" on the side (some childhood inside joke with their group). Hunter opted for purple shoelaces with his instead of white or whatever everyone else was wearing. (And the colors actually look good together.) And Hunter's hair is STILL bleached out from when he and the gang went to go see Motley Crue a month ago (it's grown out a bit). Point is, Hunter's not gay, but he DOES like to do crazy shit like this every once in a while to stand out.
Oh, I could go on and on about the drama involved in all of this. Mom and I think Bobby and Leah could've hired a wedding planner and had some better organization and communication with their respective parties doing this. And we all think Bobby marrying Leah is a giant mistake, and he only proposed to her to get over his last (batshit crazy) girlfriend. Hunter says the two of them have NOTHING in common. After the rehearsal dinner, apparently Bobby pulled Hunter to the side and told him, "Okay, this is the part where you're supposed to talk me out of this." *sigh* If you're asking your best man to talk you out of this, then maaaaaaybe you shouldn't be getting married. Hunter told Bobby that if he backed out at that point, no one would shame him for it.
But whatever. They're married now. Reception's tonight. Open bar. AWRIIIIIGHT.
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Tomorrow Kevin and I are going to Six Flags. We're excited. I'm SUPER excited. They opened a couple new slides at Hurricane Harbor (one being a pressurized slide that kind of BLASTS you down a few stories; I heard you have, like, NO contact with the slide for maybe 10 or 15 feet) plus a simulated surfing area. I kind of wish they had some new rollercoasters there, though. In my opinion, they can replace Iron Wolf.
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Wanna check out what little crap I have on my DeviantArt account so far?!
http://doll-sizedholly.deviantart.com/
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According to Jim Ross on Twitter, that new CM Punk shirt is quickly becoming one of the fastest selling t-shirts in WWE history. I was kind of pissed when I saw CM Punk wearing it last week on RAW because I thought, "SHIT, now WWE will start selling them and the value of this baby will go down!" No, not really. The ones sold at Money in the Bank are the only ones that have the DATE on the back, so they're still worth something.
And I get so many compliments when I wear it! The true wrestling fans come out of the woodwork! Daniel (one of the carryouts at work) saw me wear it for dress-down day yesterday and didn't like it because HE's a John Cena fan. You know, the FAKE champion.
Hunter's BFF Bobby (from our trip down to Alabama for Grandma Cozie's funeral) got married yesterday, and today (tonight, rather) is the reception. Hunter was a best man. Not THE best man, A best man. There were two best men. Go figure that one out. Only because I think Bobby needed a backup for his other one that wasn't Hunter.
But man....so much ridiculousness and drama from this clusterfuck of wedding planning. And just from the groom's side! Bobby kept flaking out on keeping Hunter (and the other groomsmen) informed on what was going on. The bride's family is a bunch of uptight religious nuts (she was homeschooled until her junior year of high school, apparently), and Hunter just flat out does not like her dad. Her dad kept making smart-assy remarks about how Hunter might be gay just because he opted for purple shoelaces for his wedding shoes (more about that later) and his bleached-out blonde hair. They wanted to have only close family and friends at the actual wedding, yet we weren't invited, and we've been like a second family to Bobby for ages. But we're invited to the reception. But I couldn't bring Kevin as a guest because they couldn't squeeze in an extra place for him. (GAAAAAAH.)
Okay....about the shoes? Bobby wanted his side of the party to wear customized Converse All-Stars high-tops. They're white with green blocking and tounges and "WAF 4 Life" on the side (some childhood inside joke with their group). Hunter opted for purple shoelaces with his instead of white or whatever everyone else was wearing. (And the colors actually look good together.) And Hunter's hair is STILL bleached out from when he and the gang went to go see Motley Crue a month ago (it's grown out a bit). Point is, Hunter's not gay, but he DOES like to do crazy shit like this every once in a while to stand out.
Oh, I could go on and on about the drama involved in all of this. Mom and I think Bobby and Leah could've hired a wedding planner and had some better organization and communication with their respective parties doing this. And we all think Bobby marrying Leah is a giant mistake, and he only proposed to her to get over his last (batshit crazy) girlfriend. Hunter says the two of them have NOTHING in common. After the rehearsal dinner, apparently Bobby pulled Hunter to the side and told him, "Okay, this is the part where you're supposed to talk me out of this." *sigh* If you're asking your best man to talk you out of this, then maaaaaaybe you shouldn't be getting married. Hunter told Bobby that if he backed out at that point, no one would shame him for it.
But whatever. They're married now. Reception's tonight. Open bar. AWRIIIIIGHT.
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Tomorrow Kevin and I are going to Six Flags. We're excited. I'm SUPER excited. They opened a couple new slides at Hurricane Harbor (one being a pressurized slide that kind of BLASTS you down a few stories; I heard you have, like, NO contact with the slide for maybe 10 or 15 feet) plus a simulated surfing area. I kind of wish they had some new rollercoasters there, though. In my opinion, they can replace Iron Wolf.
*******
Wanna check out what little crap I have on my DeviantArt account so far?!
http://doll-sizedholly.deviantart.com/
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According to Jim Ross on Twitter, that new CM Punk shirt is quickly becoming one of the fastest selling t-shirts in WWE history. I was kind of pissed when I saw CM Punk wearing it last week on RAW because I thought, "SHIT, now WWE will start selling them and the value of this baby will go down!" No, not really. The ones sold at Money in the Bank are the only ones that have the DATE on the back, so they're still worth something.
And I get so many compliments when I wear it! The true wrestling fans come out of the woodwork! Daniel (one of the carryouts at work) saw me wear it for dress-down day yesterday and didn't like it because HE's a John Cena fan. You know, the FAKE champion.