Thursday, September 6, 2007

Guess Who Got Married?

That's right. Some fillie managed to nail down me, Max Power. It only took nearly 9 years of dating. That's why I haven't posted anything lately. I've been a bit busy glad-handing all the relatives and eating. I've gained approximately 5 pounds in the last week and a half, and we still have the cruise ahead of us! This week we're honeymooning at home, putting away all the gifts we got and deciding which of our old things to get rid of. We're going to have a big yard sale in a couple of weeks, and hopefully it can defray the cost of our honeymoon cruise just a bit.

The wedding was fantastic. I was a little nervous, but not too bad. Nothing went wrong, which is half of what makes a successful wedding. I gave the groomsmen flasks with their first initial on them. The flasks have little shot cups built into the center. I filled them with whiskey, and we all took a belt before leaving for the wedding. The ceremony was nice, with no Jesus talk. That may have disappointed my grandmother, but it was nice for us. Afterwards, we had a fantastic reception. I've never seen so many people dance at a wedding, and I was stunned by how many relatives of mine were dancing. They're all from South Dakota, and I never would have guessed they would party their asses off. Even my little nephew was going nuts. Here's a picture taken by my dad:

The wife's dad had to pay the DJ to keep going at 10 because so many people were still dancing. A lot of other things happened, too, including a chance to see a bunch of friends we don't see often enough. But I'll save the other details for later.

I rate this wedding: 6 wedding cakes and one dancing 8-year-old.

1 comment:

katiedid said...

Sigh. My son, the dancing fool. I am never sure if we should be proud or vaguely disturbed, heh.