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
)
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!
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
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
PT Eats Steak
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
FOOD!
The Flying V
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
We Posed for Pictures
Little Drunk Dancing
Or, A 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
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.)
