October 2009
I have been debating whether I should divide my wedding up into a few stories or get it out in one long winded blog. I think I have come to the conclusion I should divide it up into days... then I can remember every detail, plus I can add more pictures =)
I don't know what aspect and day of the wedding I should begin with. I didn't have a bachelorette party (much to my chagrin even to this day) so I don't have any juicy stories about that, I can tell you about Wesley's bachelor party (what details they told me), it's kind of funny. Let's begin there.
Let me first tell you, I am probably one of the most laid back individuals in the world. I don't recall a day in my life that I have been jealous of another female or worried that Wes may step out of line. The joys of trusting your mate. So, I laughed off the concept of a bachelor party when the guys told me... do whatever you want, I said, have fun.
So, apparently fun consists of making an ass out of yourself at the bar where you drink your cokes out of big boy cups and sing about it being mead. Then taking all the boys up to the (all nude) strip club... (whatever floats your boat, boys) I have to say the most comical part of their adventure was the dollar bill incident. I guess the lady at the strip club was a super class act and told the boys to put the bills between their teeth and she took them with her vagina. Yummm... just where I want to stick MY nose. To this day, Adam still gets made fun of for it. Because every time this lady would come back around to do her nifty little trick again, Adam would fold the dollar bill a little bit smaller each time. From what I hear it was pretty much non existent by the end and he was ALL UP in there. Delicious...
I don't know what aspect and day of the wedding I should begin with. I didn't have a bachelorette party (much to my chagrin even to this day) so I don't have any juicy stories about that, I can tell you about Wesley's bachelor party (what details they told me), it's kind of funny. Let's begin there.
Let me first tell you, I am probably one of the most laid back individuals in the world. I don't recall a day in my life that I have been jealous of another female or worried that Wes may step out of line. The joys of trusting your mate. So, I laughed off the concept of a bachelor party when the guys told me... do whatever you want, I said, have fun.
So, apparently fun consists of making an ass out of yourself at the bar where you drink your cokes out of big boy cups and sing about it being mead. Then taking all the boys up to the (all nude) strip club... (whatever floats your boat, boys) I have to say the most comical part of their adventure was the dollar bill incident. I guess the lady at the strip club was a super class act and told the boys to put the bills between their teeth and she took them with her vagina. Yummm... just where I want to stick MY nose. To this day, Adam still gets made fun of for it. Because every time this lady would come back around to do her nifty little trick again, Adam would fold the dollar bill a little bit smaller each time. From what I hear it was pretty much non existent by the end and he was ALL UP in there. Delicious...
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