First thing this morning I went on a run (generous terminology) with Cat. The weather was perfect, and going for a run on a Saturday morning just basically makes me feel like I'm winning at life.
Then we came home and Matt joined us to OD on pumpkin spice waffles. And pumpkin spice coffee.
Then we hit up the library and a thrift store.
THEN Matt and I got ready to attend a 2:00 wedding for old friends of his. Although I've met them many times, I knew I wouldn't really know anyone at the wedding. Luckily, Matt's brother Stephen is also friends with the guy, so Stephen and Jessica came down from Charlotte for the wedding. So I was excited to get to spend a few hours with Jessica (who also wouldn't really know anyone).
After I dominated a Catholic wedding mass (considering I've been Protestant most of my life, I can hang pretty well with a Catholic wedding. Spending summers at Mass with Catholic family members obviously paid off), we headed to the reception venue for the cocktail hour.
The weather was absolutely perfect for the indoor-outdoor reception. We spent most of the afternoon/evening outside, and the grounds were beautiful.
Here I am with my crew. It was such fun being able to spend time with Jess and Steve-- especially with someone else providing and funding the food and beverages!
Jessica cut her bangs so that she could be just like me. Aren't we cute??!
Once the sun went down, Jessica and I (with Matt and Stephen occasionally joining us) dedicated our lives to tearing up the dance floor. I feel like we were enormously successful, given how extremely sore, sweaty, and hoarse I was once the DJ shut it down. I was a big fan of the DJ and all of the people requesting music (like us). We enjoyed a wide variety of tunes, including Sexy and I Know It, Gangnam Style, Livin' on a Prayer, Wobble, and Ice Ice Baby. Basically it was awesome.
After dancing we waved sparklers while the bride and groom left. Notice that my hair-- which I actually WORE DOWN and STYLED for once-- has migrated back into its normal twisty bun position. Long hair is no bueno on the dance floor. Here I am a hot, sweaty, nasty, happy mess.
All in all, the afternoon/night was fantastic. And I would be remiss to finish my summary without sharing the words of wisdom Jessica bestowed upon me early in the evening (before dancing) when I expressed that I was feeling a tiny bit cold. "You're cold? Drink more alcohol! It warms you up! I mean...that's what homeless people do..."
Upon coming home, we spent some time chatting with our roomies about the phenomena of people using their children's/baby's pictures as their own FB profile picture. Cat happens to be one of those people, because-- and I quote-- "I just don't like any pictures of myself."
Determined to remove that barrier to her FB profile picture freedom, I took it upon myself to "fix" one of her pictures to make it a little...better.
What can I say? I'm a giver. Profile picture conundrum SOLVED!
Thanks to PicMonkey for the amazing special effects.
And with that, my evening of ridiculousness is complete.
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