Chris and Anne Getting Married

Chris and Anne Getting Married

I’m not very good at being a girl on the outside, with the sports and the talking about poop a lot,

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Bride and Groom Poos

Bride and Groom Poos

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but there is some switch in my brain that girls-out at weddings. I cry like I’m watching The Biggest Loser! Luckily for me Saturday did have a couple moments where I could swear and text about football so I didn’t give myself away.

Just Like Being in West Michigan!

Just Like Being in West Michigan!

Albino Squirl!

Albino Squirrel!

The wedding was beautiful and very sweet and as distantly involved as I was in relation to everyone else, I was truly honored to get as close as I did.

Tower O' Cupcakes

Tower O' Cupcakes

Gnome Chris and Anne

Gnome Chris and Anne

The reception was held upstairs at The Happy Gnome in St Paul, so there were gnomes on the tables and the bride and groom gnomes on the top of the cupcake tower.

Cupcake tower of amazing cupcakes! I might have eaten 12 of them, but not until after dinner.

Haley Sneaks Some Chicken

Haley Sneaks Some Chicken

PT Eats Steak

PT Eats Steak

My Dinner

My Dinner

The cupcakes looking at us (and all the drinking) made everyone, well, at least me, very anxious for dinner. And PT gave me a little sneak peak at the dinner menu, so I was ready to eat as soon as I walked into the restaurant.

The dinners, which were super good, were brought out dish by dish, not table by table, so for a while my only dinner was a mint, while everyone else ate up.

Everyone except Mark, that is.

Mark, The Gentleman

Mark, The Gentleman

FOOD!

FOOD!

The Flying V

The Flying V

The Boys Bow to Chris and Anne

The Boys Bow to Chris and Anne

The secret meeting on Friday was dance practice! The boys worked in the first Mighty Ducks reference of the weekend. Usually everyone lives and breathes The Mighty Ducks, so I knew something had to be up.

PT Gave His Speach

PT Gave His Speach

We Posed for Pictures

We Posed for Pictures

Little Drunk Dancing

Little Drunk Dancing

Or, A Lot

Or, A Lot

A Whole Lot

A Whole Lot

We had a seriously great time. There was no drama, no one got drunk and hurt themselves, no one spilled on Anne’s dress.

Me and PT

Me and PT

I didn’t even spill on my dress! Which held up very well! I even threw it in the washer at PT’s mom’s house because it still smelled a little like dye. I got quite a few compliments on it, twirled all over the dance floor, and I could throw my camera in my pocket.

The only bad thing that happened was Michigan lost embarrassingly to Iowa in prime time.

(See! Football! Poop! Football! Me? Cry at a wedding? Yeah, right.)

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