Sometimes you just get lucky… March 23, 2010Posted by jeneypeney in all growed up, life, sentimental stuff, the midwest, traveling, weddng madness.
On March 13, 2010 at 3:00pm, at St. Patrick’s Church in South Bend, Indiana, in front of 500 friends and family members* and aided by a wedding party of over 20 people**, my good friends Becky and Isaiah officially became husband and wife.
… and kicked off my marathon of weddings for the year.
The wedding was absolutely beautiful and I have to admit I was a complete wreck and I cried as Becky walked down the aisle. I just could believe she was finally going to be Becky Beckman***. The whole ordeal blew my mind.
The wedding was Irish themed and everything was green. They used stripped Jagermeister bottles as vases for centerpieces (clever, eh?), had FIVE different flavors of cake (inner fat kids rejoiced), the carb fest known as a polish dinner served family style (more inner fat kid delight), and an open bar all night complete with green beer (getting a head start on technicolor vomiting? priceless).
It will be damn hard for the weddings that are following to compare to this one.
This wedding was also my second time seeing the work of Christin Berry, wedding photographer extraordinaire. She happens to be Becky’s sister and is a true believer that “wedding photography is THE most important part of your wedding. The images are the only lasting thing to show all of the hard planning and intimate details that you picked.”
And in all honesty, who doesn’t want to hire a photographer that doesn’t only take her job seriously, but
truly appreciates everything that goes into the planning?
She photographs for Blue Martini Photography and they do a spectacular job at everything they do. They will travel (within reason) and if you are in need of a photographer for ANYTHING, seriously go check them out.
I could not be happier for Becky and Isaiah. I kind of always thought of them as a married couple… but they never once made me feel awkward or like the “token single friend” when I hung out with them.
Watching them on the most important day of their lives together was well worth the 20+ hours of driving it took to get there!
I love you both and send nothing but congratulations and best of wishes to you two!
… even though I gave Becky a sympathy card when you got engaged.
* I know! HUGE! And she planned the whole thing PLUS a honeymoon in Mexico for under $14K!
** I don’t even think I have 20 friends I want to INVITE to my wedding.
*** It’s okay, don’t feel bad. I snorted a little, too.
Crossing state lines, chest colds, and black thongs. March 17, 2010Posted by jeneypeney in a little help from my friends, i'm a moron, traveling.
Seven days, over twenty hours of traveling, five state lines, $180 in gas, and a dead iPod later – I’m back, bitches!
And somewhere in the hoopla of the weekend, I was infected with the weight of a horse on my chest, manly voice, and the ability to cough up internal organs. This is commonly known as a chest cold but I’m pretty sure this is what death feels like.
All in time for St. Patrick’s day. Fuck yooooouuuu, karma!
Now, now.There’s no need to do any sort of happy dances. And wipe that shit eating grin off your face. I’m not posting anything of substance… yet.
I do have a fun story about a girl and her black thong, a guy pooping on someone’s front porch, and my real life encounter with a Hoarder, though.
I would also like to send a very, very belated birthday wish to my good friend and loyal reader, Peach.
She has finally fulfilled her dream of owning a Ford Focus and although hers is blue, I know she’s always had a special place in her heart for orange ones.
So this one is for you, Peach. Happy Birthday!