The Daily Beef: My BF's Wedding

I have literally 8,000 things to do right now, so why not blog?

So my BF got married on August 11th. I mean BF in the literal sense of my acutal boyfriend and BFF in the sense of my middle school- sign my yearbook- Best Friend Forever- SWAK- LUVU4EVR...BF.

She married her man. And I was tired. Ha. I wish I was kidding. I think I will actually be less stressed about my own wedding. I had been there every step of the way. Every detail, every plan. I knew she was stressed, so I wanted it to go off without a hitch. I mean, I knew it would. And it did. I didn't sleep a wink the night before. I was determined to capture every moment, person, and detail she was going to miss. Her eyes were locked on him all day. She shook a tail-feather. She did it right. I died after the reception.

We woke up bright and early (those of us who slept) Saturday morning to get ready with the bride. I've never had an actual up-do so this was a treat for me. I will have to say I was nervous because I was looking all "Margaret Thatcher" before it settled, but I'd have to say it turned out nice. We had a great morning visiting with all the bridesmaids and our captain. We gorged on every dip and salad containing mayonnaise known to man. I think every human in Winona brought something over. And don't worry, we put it away. Thank God for bridesmaids dresses with pockets. I easily drank a 2-liter of Diet Coke.

We headed to the church for pictures and last minute preparations. I knew I would have a meltdown when I saw her in her dress. Surprisingly, I didn't. She looked absolutely gorgeous and the look on her face all day was pure JOY.

Wish this picture was more clear! See what I mean? PURE JOY!

Going to see her daddy. Loved the veil from her mama!

All the little chickadees!

So when did a lose it? When I always do. As she was coming down the aisle. I could really see her and the look on her face. I also channel my inner Katherine Heigel (27 Dresses, Hello, My Life) and look to the groom. His little face LIT up when he finally got a good look at her. Just grinning from ear to ear. Not the toothy kind of grin, but with his mouth closed with his lips nearly exploding. I cried during the vows. Not in the weepy way I expected. Jenty's hair was so tall I couldn't see JBaby's face during that time like I'd wished. Shortly after, they were pronounced Husband and Wife. Then the real party started.

The reception. Lawsy me. It was a party to be remembered. I can definitely say EVERYONE had a good time. I'm serious. Even my father, who as evidenced at the rehearsal dinner, sweats like a stuffed hog. My father who doesn't dance and has a brace on his leg had a WONDERFUL time. If he did, everyone did!