So a single girl and a gimp walk into a wedding…

Sorry for the delay in this post, i finally had my wisdom teeth taken out and have been either preoccupied getting ready for or recovering from the whole experience. That and slowing coming to terms with the Spus being out of the finals, no i don’t want to talk about it, just know that i still love them. Lets go back in time now…it was Boerne, TX about two weeks ago…

After convincing Austin to be my plus one to a friend’s wedding and agreeing to help him iron his outfit, seeing as how he has one working arm at the moment, i find the dress, shoes, accessories, and even did my hair and we headed to Boerne. of course traffic was bad and Buddy (the best dog ever) got sick as we were leaving…what else would happen when i have to look decent at a destination wedding 2hrs away? Finally on the road heading West into the middle of no where central Texas it seemed the mile markers were multiplying instead of dividing… in a word it was taking forever. The joking stage of denial turned to irrational dismissal of the problem, that being we might actually miss the ceremony, reverted back to joking as we thought about skipping the whole thing to stop at the carnival and then settled on the silent period right before you freak out. With road stretching ahead and time quickly running out i decided the only thing i could do was get as much done about the situation as i could at once. This meant i would change and drive at the same time **please do not attempt this if you have not had plenty of practice** Changing out of my traveling outfit, into my dress and donning the earrings i found to match all i had left to do was Austin’s tie as we pulled up to the church, the time 4:05pm….the wedding started at 4pm…of course everyone was on time, but us. At the stop light i slid on my new heals and started the tie that i finished as we swung into the parking spot at the end of the street. Austin and i used the side mirrors to get one last glimpse of what we had thrown together on the road trip and hearing the bridal march began a mad dash down the side walk in 6″ heals, well i was in heals, Austin not so much. Making sure not to run past the windows of the church, we hobble up the stairs and the ushers shake their heads as they agree to sneak us in as she is processing. Sitting in the very last pew and feeling like a submarine Christian at a Christmas Eve candle light services we take a deep breath, smooth out our hair and share a quiet high five, we so made it!

The service ended beautifully, and we met up with family friends to head to the reception at a little ranch in Wellfare. Trying to avoid the butt sweat on my new dress…or swamp ass as i heard it referred to recently… i did a lot of pacing at the cantina before they opened the reception hall. Now i loved, loved, LOVED this dress i was wearing and was pretty darn pleased with my shoes too! Yes, i was informed that you could see through it a bit, but i swear i never planned for the sun to be a trillion degrees that day and blaze not only through my dress but the deodorant i was wearing as well. Self conscious about this and not knowing a ton of people there i then found myself talking to a woman who new my father, as her first boyfriend ever. Not eager to take that trip down memory lane i excused myself to the bathroom and checked the dress in indoor lighting….i was good. The rest of the evening went well with great food, drinks, dancing and cake, and i even got to see the bride and the groom before they headed off to the very secret undisclosed location for the night. Austin and i owned the dance floor and even thought about ways to get into every picture the photographer took, but decided against it after second thought. We missed the chicken dance but had a great time.

Other than that excitement of pulling together two great outfits while operating a motor vehicle and making it just in the nick of time to a great wedding, my roommate, her mother and i just spent the last 20min trying to get a good picture of my dog wearing a grill…picture to follow. I hope now that my wisdom teeth are out of the way life will once again become more exciting. Until then.

~ by mprint on June 1, 2008.