I do… or something

I had a wedding to go to today for a teacher/friend of mine.  She’s Catholic.  I’m not.  Catholic weddings make me all nervous.  I never know what to do, what to say, when to say it.  I just mouth “watermelon” and figure with all of the standing up/sitting down that I’ve gotten in my squats for the day.

We made bets on what time the priest would say “I now pronounce you man and wife.”  The wedding started at 2:00 and I guessed 3:15.  Jodi went with 3:14 and Pedro, 3:17. They made me guess first.  Do you see how I was screwed from the get go?  Jodi was the winner.

At the reception each guest got a beer koozy (have I mentioned that my friends like a little drinky drinky from time to time?)

 

Don’t forget to ask yourself…

 

One of my dear friends (Katie) flipped to the bottom.  “OPI?!?!  What the heck does OPI mean?!?!”

Try again friend 🙂

Just one of the many reasons that I love my girls!

By the way, my thumb nail isn’t really yellow!  That’s what I get for not setting the white balance…