And it is done
We managed to get Timmy married. I'm pretty sure that a good time was had by all. Unfortunately, there could be pictures coming back to haunt us/me from the reception.I got to Tim's at about 12:15 or so, only to be met by Josh and Phil who were outside waiting on Tim to get back so the house could be unlocked. Unbeknowest to us, the front door was unlocked. Basically we sat outside for 10 minutes for no reason. We ate lunch which had been provided for us by someone, while drinking beer and watching soccer.
Tim's dog managed to get 3 of the 4 sandwiches while we were downstairs watching the game. Brian kept asking me how long it would take to put on a tux. I kept cutting the time down each time he asked because that would allow us to drink another beer. We got to Botanica (outdoor gardens) at around 4:15. The people allowed us to use the library as a staging area. So we christened it with another beer.
After pictures we took a ceremonial Patron shot. However mine ended up a double, then I had to finish off the bottle. By the time the actual ceremony rolled around, I was grinning from ear to ear. One of our friends saw me as we were walking in, and he knew that i was pretty gone by that time. It was all I could do to keep from giggling. Wait, I think I did giggle during the actual ceremony.
After that stuff, we headed to the reception hall and began to drink more. Tim and Christy had SEVEN kegs for this wedding and if I'm not mistaken, we drank them all. Supper was only okay, thanks to the Emeril wannabe who cooked all his food in garlic or so it seemed. Fortunately the potatoes and the beef tips didn't have any garlic in them, so I did get to eat a bit. After the toasts, the evil bridesmaids made us take a Jager shot...or two.
From the Jager shot on, things are kind of blurry for me. They said I was working on beer No. 22 of the day when they grabbed me for dancing. Yes folks, I was so drunk that I was a dancing fool. The chicken dance, the snowball dance, and a dance to Van Morrison's Brown Eyed girl all took place.
Then it happened.
I was out visiting the beer table again when Josh came and snagged me. We walked out into the hall, and the DJ made us into the village people. I got the cool police helmet with the visor and sunglasses. So he announced us as the special guests and we came in to dance to YMCA (I was still holding a beer). We were laughing and dancing when the DJ said "Okay, now you guys do it on your back." I gave him a WTF look until Josh dropped to the floor. The DJ then said that the catch was to do the YMCA with our legs while laying on the floor.
It brought the house down.
Throw in the wedding cha-cha, tootsie roll and the electric slide and suddenly I was sweated wet and surprisingly sober by 11:30. Eventually, I changed and then rolled on home. I fell asleep about 2 and slept til noon.
Damn, it was a good time.
posted by Rusty @ 12:42 PM
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