my best (guy) friend's wedding

 

 

Despite how these photos look, Michael and I never dated - we were just BFF's throughout high school and quite a bit of college.  Okay stop, we kissed once or twice in the local Wal-Mart.  But that was just Michael being a goon.  He's one of the funniest people I know, and our laughter just booms wherever we are. 

His wedding ceremony was nice - a full Catholic Mass - so of course I liked that part, but it was awkward to be one of the few that were responding.  I started to assume that hardly anyone else was Catholic but when it came to be Communion time, practically the entire church got up.  I was like ummmmm okay?  But that's the worst, going to a church you're not familiar with and never knowing what to say and when to stand, etc.

Michael was a football coach at Notre Dame and he had the team chaplain as his presiding priest which was really cool.  Can you imagine that job?  Being the priest for a football team and getting to travel all over the country with them?  Sa-weet. 

There were some cooky ladies sitting next to me that kept me entertained.  Here was their conversation as we were exiting the church:

Crazy lady 1:  I thought I heard a rumble of thunder.

Crazy lady 2:  Oh that's just God walking around.

What??

Their reception was at Kalahari.  The decor was really pretty - satin chair covers and purple everwhere (that was their accent color) and the food was super.  My steak literally melted in my mouth.  Mmmmmm.  But don't reserve that place if you want flattering lighting - it was ORANGE.  I bet their photographer was PO'd.

Jeff and I had such a great time together (as usual), mostly just commenting on every bite of food we put in our mouths as well as everyone's outfits and who was drunk and what the couple's song would be.  It was Eric Clapton's Wonderful Tonight.  Neither of us got it right. 

I am completely obsessed with my peplum maternity dress from A Pea in the Pod.  The whole ensemble was too expensive, especially when I added in the Marc Fisher wedges.  And the pedicure.

And my hunny looks good too, does he not?  We never spend any money on his wedding outfits - he's always content with what he's got.  But next time I'm going to get him something new - I'm getting sick of seeing the same thing on him.  Fortunately he makes Old Navy look like Brooks Brothers (some guys can just wear clothes, what can I say) so I won't have to break the bank.

Anyways, congratulations to Michael & Taylor!  Your day was beautiful and special.  Many happy years together!