Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! It seems as though everyone survived Kraffle's wedding! It was a lovely day overall. Woke up at the parents house, got to chopping Veggs and cutting cheese and making bruscetta (sp?) Rounds. Then people start showing up. Then everyone was there. THen we had a wedding! Bread (kraffle's husband) had his roommate D officiating and he did a bread and kraffle special speed version. The proper ceremony took under 2 minutes...for real. And good thing too because 1) it was melt hot outside and 2) Kraffle's started to giggle and then I did and that could have been bad.
After the wedding came EtOH, food, and general celebration for the 30 or so guests. I think everyone had a good time. People started to leave around 7 or 8, with the final hotel-staying guests departing a little after 9. J, karrie, and I were staying at hotel parents... they charge less there and breakfast is included.
We went to bed around 11 and then I woke up feeling like nauseous butt. Awesome. After mulling things over I decided to get up, go to the bathroom and get my barf on... on problem was that I couldn't yak. After dry heaving for a bit and then lying helpless on the floor for a while, I heard my mom awake in the next room. I don't care if I am 26 years old dragged my barfy Ass to the next room, started crying, and told my mom I didnt feel well.
35 minutes later and 2 shots of pepto bismol down the hatch I think I'm finally better.
Congrats kraffle and bread. Next time I will figure a better way to share my happy emotions than with gastrointestinal acrobatics.
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