Le Wedding of Doom.
Where do I start.
Okay, the flight there. Totally fine. I was nervous as hell (it being my very first plane ride) and a bit antsy about going up RLLY high. But all went quite well. So we arrive in Toronto to transfer, this time onto the big Air Canada plane (the windsor-toronto plane was small as fuck) and we got to sit in executive class (aka first class) for some reason I don;t feel like explaining. I got fed "greek pizza" and I put that in quotes becuase I do.
So we get off at Ottawa International Airport and wait for our luggage. And we wait. Wait.
Where the FUCK is our fucking luggage?
Air fucking Canada FORGOT it in Toronto. ehl. oh. ehl. But not really.So they give us an overnight pack which consisted of items I'll list later and sent us off telling us they'd deliver out luggage sometime in the middle of the night (to my aunts hotel room becuase she said so).
We arrive at the hotel and it's fancy. It's called the Chimo Inn. Nice name. But it was really nice. I got my own Queen sized bed alllll to myself. First night was uneventful and they had cable in the room. So I watched MuchMusic and saw Ghost of You twice and was happy.
The next morning me and Gramma decide to go down to the restaurant to have breakfast. I have eggs and toast and then decide I'm full. It's a saturday and theres almost nothing to do whatsoever so my Aunt Anna and Uncle Dave decide it's a good idea to take me and Gramma sightseeing. I saw the Parliment building and blah blah blah. We even went to Quebec where everything was French. NO DUH.
After sitting on my ass for 2 hours in a car we decide to eat some lunch and go back to the hotel.
We eat dinner that night. Me, Gramma, Frances, Aunt Terry, Uncle Dave, Aunt Anna, Uncle Dave (theres two), CURLINATOR, and later on on the evening the bride and groom themselevs, Jason and Muriel. And boy, did I ever learn some new things about my family.
The family was talking about all the former smokers of the family. Then Frances brings up marajuana. So I'm like "okay yeah" then continues to whisper to my aunt Anna (who never tried weed before) that they'll get high at the wedding becuase she brought her stash.
Nice family I have, eh?
Turns out even my Aunt Terry (Frances's mom) is in on it as well.
Hah.
Sunday morning we wake up and kill some time at a science museum. We come back to the hotel, get dressed and leave for the Wedding that will turn into the wedding from hell.
We get to the place, which is outdoors, and quite a beautiful place indeed. Only thing is it's fucking cold as hell and I have a sweater on and a short dress with fishnet stockings. The bride and groom arrive and hour late, due to setbacks at the hairdressers. The wedding begins they kiss the end.
Now the fun begins.
The reception was actually pretty nice. Not a whole lot of people attneded the wedding, but more seemed to be at thge reception. I was seated with my Gramma, Aunt Anna, Uncle Dave, and 2 not so relatives of mine Ryan and Tyler. In fact, I'm not related to them. Ryan is like 22, and Tyler is 19. The closest one there to my age so I sit next to him and plan on annoying him for the rest of the night, He was kind of cute, but not really. Just a sensible human to talk to. The first thing we did was make a request sheet for the DJ. 3 in fact. Little papers, but we must have requested a good 35 songs. Songs like Under Pressure (the ORIGINAL BEST VERSION not the mcr and the used fuckup version that i kinda like), I'm Not Okay (which he couldnt find), Smooth Criminal (which they played and I was happy like a fool), and many others I forget. But me and Tyler basically tried to figure out what all the french people were laughing about. Becuase half the people there were french. In fact, we even decided the French have their own laugh. A french laugh. They told jokes and started laughing in french so me and Tyler would be like "HAHHA! oh man that was a good one. what the fuck did he just say?"
I did 0 dancing (and it shall stay that way for a long ass time) and basically sat down and enjoyed watching a smashed and stoned Curlinator dancing. Even Frances was stoned. She went outside with my 60 year old aunt and they BOTH came in stoned.
My 60 year old goody goody aunt Anna got stoned at a wedding. Hahha.
I decided to ride the 1am bus back to the hotel with all the other drunks. Curlinator got pretty wasted. He kept talking to me asking me about movies like Kingdom of Heaven and how its coming out this friday, which infact is Elizabeth town that comes out this friday and I'm seeing it because it has Orlando Bloom in it but okay off topic. I told him Kingdom of Heaven comes on DVD soon and that I saw it and didnt get it, but loved Orlando. He was too wasted to understand and continued to think it was coming out this Friday.
It's picture time, some other time becuase Photobucket wants to be a whore.