it's a wedding!

and no, i don't have photos. if you want to see some photos, you can click on mary's blog. she snapped all sorts of great shots. that's what i depend on her for sometimes, because she'll actually get them out of her camera and show them off... unlike me, who unabashedly sucks in that area.

note to mary: stick it, caucasian. i just LURRRVE centerpieces. and to prove it, i'm showing you the centerpiece of my fingers in an upward motion right now. put that one on your calendar and celebrate it. (WHY?!?! that's so WRONG!!) did you get me in that photo on purpose just to show off my obliviousness? you're a genius - kiss kiss.

people made it in from all over the place for the event! kris drove in from kansas. andy came in from california. mary flew in from north carolina. jenny and tony drove down, as did ed and rhiannon. it was like a single servings reunion... missing shawn. we should've done a number together and churned out some more sketch comedy for the occasion. i bet we would even break some furniture and split a few seams in the process. "roller coaster.... of love...."

besides the wedding, we had a great time at sons of hermann by sneaking into an english country dancing class. you know all those la-dee-dah dances they do in jane austen stories? we got to learn some of them! mary joined in immediately, while in an unexpected jolt of tables turned, i ran off in terror before getting enlisted. upon further thought, i decided that she shouldn't have all the fun; we should both be able to tell people that we did something new and bizarre this weekend. so i went back in and learned how to tromp around like a proper lady. i'm not sure if i was any good at it, but the dancing was a nerdy blast. enthusiasm can make up for mad skillz when you laugh at yourself hard enough.

now, i won't say that people got totally drunk at the wedding. what i will say is that some people lost their ability to use an inside voice when standing right next to my ear. i will also say that while holly was one of those people, she did manage to stop before getting into a state that would lead her to warbling out michael jackson songs. (for that, we all thank her.) in appreciation of this, i shared one of my special discontinued sanrio band-aids when she smooshed her finger in andy's rental car. i admit that i did feel a bit bad for not taking her injury seriously. andy made me take care of her by noting that yes, she really was bleeding, and then we told him it was his turn to babysit since he hadn't done it in a few years. in fine fashion, he took charge of the situation by turning our full hotel room - me, mary, derek, andy, and holly - into a madlibs slumber party. EEE! i found the one he gave me in my tote bag today and i'll send it to him sometime when he's having a bad day.

on sunday we went for brunch at the local ethiopian place before everyone went their own ways. holly loves the idea of meat plus pancakes minus silverware, so i always make a point to eat ethiopian food with her when i have the chance. she was even so relaxed on the way home that she fell asleep in the car. trust me, this is a momentous occasion after the reign of terror she experienced on road trips with a certain jackass whose name need not be spoken. the first time we drove to dallas together she was fuurrreeeaking out.


three, 3, THREE times good! pop culture i'm digesting:
reading - the customer is always wrong, who's your city?, such a pretty fat
watching - SATC (of course), ladies and gentlemen the fabulous stains, heroes
listening - the raveonettes (lust lust lust), jet (get born), zero 7 (when it falls)