Favorite word = "Flibbertigibbet". Meaning = silly / flighty person. Phlibbertigibbet = Me.

Saturday, May 27, 2006

The Azevedo Wedding









Ok, well, it has been a week since the wedding, and I am finally posting about it.
Yes, the wedding was nice.
Twas sweet and romantic.

The day started with me running to Walmart to buy some new pants. All of mine are old, frayed, or too short...
I wound up buying 2 shirts for work too. I like new shirts.
Anyway, I got home, put on a new pair of pants, and got ready for the wedding. Though...it was still a while away. I do not remember what I did to kill time, but I must have killed it somehow.
Eventually, I left around 1pm.
The wedding started a little after 2.
While we were waiting on the wedding to start, Red told us another story about TW. It was actually entertaining. Erin was involved too. I got jabbed in the arm a couple of times during the story...for demonstration purposes.
Well, the wedding went off without a hitch.
Then, as we were getting up to go to the reception, I turned around and saw Nev. I have not seen her in ages. In fact, I figured I would never see her again. I guess I was wrong.
At the reception, I passed by her once saying "Hello, hello." I did not say anything else at that time, because I figured she most likely did not even want me to say that.
I sit at the table waiting for the lines to go down so I can raid the buffet.
Eventually, I decide to go for it.
I tried to take the side of the room...so as not to pass by Nev's table.
I stop off at the desert table and admire the flowing chocolate fountain.
I walk over to the buffet table and have a short conversation with the Bride's mother.
It basically started like this.

Mother: "Who are you? I don't recognize you. You must be one of Jared's friends."
Me: "Yes, ma'am."

I cannot remember much about the conversation after that. I just remember looking up and seeing Nev there. I was absolutely certain she would not want me talking to her, so I just kept my mouth shut. Then, she starts up a conversation. I was pleasantly surprised.
It was a quick conversation.
In the process, I got to watch the caterer accidentally drop a bowl of bisque into the bisque. It splashed up. It was funny. However, the little girl standing next to Nev was the only one that noticed that during the accident...she had knocked the serving spoon into the bisque. It was now buried. Heh.

I made my way back over to our table and enjoyed my food. I went to get more drink, but that was about it.

Eventually, stuff started happening, and I got pictures.
These pictures are a testament to the fact that....I need a new camera.
Still, though, for the camera I have...some of these turned out somewhat well considering how far away I was at the time I took them.

I waited around for a while. I eventually obtained the Bride's garter. I did not catch it, which was my goal, but I did obtain it....so that is....ok...I guess. I do not know if that violates some standard for luck or not.

Oh well...not much happened after that. The photographer wanted pictures. I do not photograph well. If you take Ugly and mix it with a flash of light...you don't tend to get anything other than flashy ugliness. So... Sorry about that Jared. I was just doing what the photographer wanted.

After leaving the wedding...I rushed home and got ready for Dwire's Sister-in-Law's birthday party....but that is a different blog post altogether.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I got the pics from the photographer, and the ones with you in it aren't all that bad. Give yourself a little credit. And if I'm being nosy, ignore this:
Who is Nev and why was she at my wedding?

8:40 AM

 

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