Luckily I wasn't a
So I dug out my pink unicorn headlamp and an old dress, which was chic enough to match any dress code, yet slutty enough to make it appropriate for a sailor’s wedding (not a euphemism, my cousin is actually a captain) and I thought me ready for anything. The next day I even managed to buy some padkos though I realize I need to re-evaluate the concept of padkos as surely it doesn't count if you eat it all before you even hit the N2 or does it?
The drive went as smoothly as a drive can be with me and two cousins and no vodka:
Cousin 1: Did you bring vodka?
Me: No sorry.
Cousin 1: But what’s in the bottle then?
Me: That’s my yoga water bottle. Filled with water.
Cousin 1: Pity, it looked like a Grey Goose bottle.
Obviously there was much sex talk as we were driving to a wedding and thus deemed it the perfect topic of conversation.
Cousin 2: Let’s talk about sex.
Me: Night fever, night feeveeeer!
Cousin 1: Whoo – why is there an apple tree in the middle of the road?
Somehow we managed to arrive all three of us and my little car intact.
Then there was…
Fairy lights. Yay!
A slip ‘n slide with more adults fully dressed on it than I cared to count.
Tequila shots more than I cared to count.
Two swims around the entire lake and the realization that you do need your abs to swim…who would have guessed?
A DJ and a squazilionair, applying to become members of my family by the end of the weekend.
Countless pairs of shoes, cast aside after we opened the dance floor, patiently waiting for their owners to find them the next day.
A bit of magic all around.
Two frogs. Unkissed. At least one of them, as far as I know. Both may have been kissed. If you kissed one too, comment now or be forever silent.
The bestest chocolate cake ever. Seeing that it was delivered in person - do you read this, Callie?? – gives me hope that he may yet cave and make one little cheesecake for my birthday…
Oh yes, last but not least there was also a beautiful bride and a handsome groom and they both said yes!
Here are some little snapshots. I will not even try to explain the hats and wigs...