Wedding Review
When we got to the Beikmann farm my grampa was down mowing at the bottom of the hill. I yelled and waved at him but he didn't hear me or see me because the mower was loud and he was paying attention to what he was doing. A dog barked and jumped on me and we rolled down the hill together. For several seconds I was scared and confused because the dog had startled me, and I hadn't even known that there was a dog living there. When we got to the bottom of the hill the dog was licking me and I was laughing and my grampa said "Well! You're here!" and we all put on different clothes and went to the wedding.
The wedding was my mom's cousin's, but she's my age, not my mom's age. Her and her brother and sister and me and my brother used to play in our great grandma's basement, where there was a hospital bed in the corner and a closet full of glass jars on shelves and there were strawberries behind the house and a hogpen beside the house. During the wedding the pastor read Joshua 1:9, but he said it wrong. Instead of saying Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go. he said I have not commanded you be strong and courageous. Me and my brother were thrilled and horrified, it's an important verse! For most of the rest of the wedding I imagined myself getting married and my friends getting married and my friends getting divorced and something new - I imagined myself officiating my friends' weddings. I tried to think of who I would ask to officiate my wedding if I had to suddenly get married and came up with several somewhat satisfactory options.
At the wedding reception I had brisket and cake and some Budweisers and spent a long time listening to one of my mom's cousin's husbands tell me about sports and insurance and his marital situation. We made a lot of eye contact. I convinced my mom to let us leave before things got too weird and we went to the hotel where Joel had his first birthday party. There wasn't as much astroturf as there used to be, but it still smelled the way I wanted it to and the lighting was still hilariously romantic. While we were there I became very happy and sleepy and said I was going to sleep on the astroturf bridge but no one would let me. We went back to the farm and grampa and his wife told some boring details of family history and made some racist remarks about the president and his family but I was too tired to protest or be angry and eventually I snuck off to the basement and fell asleep. In the morning we went to the Melgren farm where I sat on the grain silo with three of my cousins and found the hole that all the turtles fall into and spent a lonely night in the attic but woke up loud and happy.
The wedding was my mom's cousin's, but she's my age, not my mom's age. Her and her brother and sister and me and my brother used to play in our great grandma's basement, where there was a hospital bed in the corner and a closet full of glass jars on shelves and there were strawberries behind the house and a hogpen beside the house. During the wedding the pastor read Joshua 1:9, but he said it wrong. Instead of saying Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go. he said I have not commanded you be strong and courageous. Me and my brother were thrilled and horrified, it's an important verse! For most of the rest of the wedding I imagined myself getting married and my friends getting married and my friends getting divorced and something new - I imagined myself officiating my friends' weddings. I tried to think of who I would ask to officiate my wedding if I had to suddenly get married and came up with several somewhat satisfactory options.
At the wedding reception I had brisket and cake and some Budweisers and spent a long time listening to one of my mom's cousin's husbands tell me about sports and insurance and his marital situation. We made a lot of eye contact. I convinced my mom to let us leave before things got too weird and we went to the hotel where Joel had his first birthday party. There wasn't as much astroturf as there used to be, but it still smelled the way I wanted it to and the lighting was still hilariously romantic. While we were there I became very happy and sleepy and said I was going to sleep on the astroturf bridge but no one would let me. We went back to the farm and grampa and his wife told some boring details of family history and made some racist remarks about the president and his family but I was too tired to protest or be angry and eventually I snuck off to the basement and fell asleep. In the morning we went to the Melgren farm where I sat on the grain silo with three of my cousins and found the hole that all the turtles fall into and spent a lonely night in the attic but woke up loud and happy.