As usual, I managed to escape the entire wedding ceremony and reception without a good picture of the bride and groom together. I somehow always get pictures of the first dance, but it's either showing the bride or groom's back, which is okay if it's the bride because you get a good dress shot, but this time, I got Jason's backside. Not to say you didn't look fabulous in your suit, Jason, but I wanted a good one of Lauren, too. Instead, here's a picture of some of the guys: John, Trevor, Jason (groom), Seth and Phillip. On the day of the wedding, we went to a local lake there called Lake Sherando, which was so much fun. It reminded me of the summer camp I never went to. Camp Mundo Vista, which I did go to, had a pool. The lake, as Laura Leigh put it, was very "Parent Trap"-esque. The Haley Mills version. Unfortunately Virginia was also experiencing skin melting temperatures while we were there, but the lake was a nice break.
Don't ask me how I got this picture but didn't manage to get a picture of the bride and groom. I wouldn't be able to give you an answer. But isn't this table setting beautiful? They had the reception at Veritas Vineyard, a local vineyard in the Virginian countryside (which is so pretty). I loved all of the colors that they used to accent the whole wine/grape theme.
Here's John and Preggers. I guess this is about a good a time as any to tell you the funniest story of the weekend. On Saturday, a friend of the bride's family hosted a bridal luncheon for the bridesmaids and the groomsmens' wives. The food was great and the company was better until one particular conversation I had with a lady I had just met.
It went like this:
Lady I had JUST MET: "I bet you're having a boy, aren't you?"
Erin: "Actually, yes, I am. How can you tell?"
Lady I had JUST MET: "I can tell because I had 2 sons and I carried just like you."
(Lady and Erin pause. Erin thinks conversation is over. Wrong.)
Lady I had JUST MET: ".....You know...spread all out. Not really a big stomach, just kind of big all over. Like a box."
LIKE A BOX! Can you believe that? Not surprising that what she said does carry some truth, but that she had the guts to call a spade a spade to a girl she had never laid eyes on. It was incredible! The other girls at the table all looked at me and at each other really quickly like, "What the heck is the protocol for this type of situation?" Do we laugh, do we cry, do we disagree with her, do we nod and risk losing Erin's friendship forever? I'm telling you, it was amazing. I spent the rest of the weekend letting everyone know what had happened, because it was just that good of a story. (Sorry for those of you reading who heard me tell everyone. I know it's old now.) I seriously didn't know what to do. So I didn't do anything. Just sat there, very boxlike.
This is the same picture we posted last time, but Matt cropped it and changed the color some. It was just too cute not to post.
4 comments:
You never have, do not currently, and never will look like a box. You are actually ridiculously pretty. It's not fair, now that I think about it. Incredible story, though. Wouldn't you hate to be her husband/children/anyone related to her. Now that would be embarrassing.
EU, I have been sitting in front of the comment screen for a good two minutes wanting to think of something that could represent my shock and awe. Can't do it.
Anyway, it's a shame that they are still letting people pass Kindergarten without knowing their shapes.
I can barely type because the phrase "like a box" absolutely crack me up. Who in their right, or unright, mind would ever call someone that? If you are shaped like a box, I cannot even imagine what shape I would be called....
Hey Erin, When I was pregnant, I remember Daddy saying I was just big all over, that sounds boxish to me. And yes, I too had a box, oops I mean a boy:)
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