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15 May 2005 @ 10:54 pm
Remind me never to go to an out of state wedding ever again- part 1  

I feel like I lost an entire weekend...oh wait!  I did.  The wedding ceremony was held outside, overlooking the water.  We proceeded to get attacked by tons of gnats.  Thunder and dark clouds were rolling in through out the ceremony and we made it into the gazebo about 10 minutes before it started to pour.  I'm not talking thunderstorm, I'm talking monsoon/hurricane conditions.  The wind had the trees bent in half.  The gazebo's roof started leaking in spots and one of the entrances started to flood.  At least there was liquor and after enough, no one seemed to care about the rain.  Well, I guess I'm a spoiled New Yorker becuase we were all (all the friends that went down) expecting an actual dinner.  What we got was a buffet.  We were all dressed in our best eating fajitas at a wedding.  Truly a novel experience. 

After eating our dinners we all began to wonder if there was going to be any dancing at this wedding.  The tiny dance floor had been serving at the food set-up area.  For a moment I feared that we were in one of those Footloose counties where they outlawed dancing.  My fears were alleviated when they cleaned up the food and the DJ started playing dance music.  That DJ needed to be shot.  He played a whole bunch of songs that while good on there own, are damn near impossible to dance to.  Have you ever tried to dance (in suits and dresses no less) to "Living on a Prayer" by Bon Jovi or "Pour Some Sugar on Me" by Def Leppard?  Its quite interesting, let me tell you. And to top it all off, the shoes I was wearing killed my feet.  They looked nice and hubbie thought they were oh so sexy, but by the end of the night when I felt like they were filling with blood, they were evil...pure evil.  I limped back to our hotel room.

I finish with part 2 tomorrow because I can't keep my eyes open any more.   

Current Mood: exhaustedexhausted