A wedding and a near funeral.

This weekend was the first of the 5 weddings I have to attend in the next 9 weeks. You may have heard me mention that one or 16 times here. The couple, Bryan & Michelle, started out as friends of my sisters and then at some point we all decided to adopt them because they are wonderful and hilarious. Bryan also happens to be one of my favorite drinking buddies. Our favorite game is called, "see how much beer you can drink in one night." So needless to say, we knew it was going to be fun and dear god it got wild.

This is going to call for a lot of photos because #1 I don't get dressed up much and #2 I don't remember that much.

Oldest sister Jennifer, me, niece Samantha, and little sister Brooke
looking all ladylike early in the night.

Big sisser Jennifer.

This little studly nephew of mine
wearing the bowtie he requested.

He loves when I take 14,000 pictures of him. Little shit. 

Twin sisser Brittany was a bridesmaid. This is one of 2 new
dance moves I learned that night, The Bernie. The other is the burning tree.
I don't know what that means.

Me, Jennifer, cousin Jamie (alter ego Damie), and the twins.

And this is where is gets weird. That man in the photo above is my father. To say that my dad loves the groom is an understatement. He is the son he never had. They drink, swear, and watch sports and hbo porn together. It's such a lovely relationship. So dad, in rare form, busted out his famous wedding dance performance to "Shout" by the Isley Brothers. He has been doing this for as long as I can remember and not a wedding slips by without it happening. It is one of the few reasons that I would actually want to have a real wedding with a reception. Because as I told anyone that would listen, I'm not having one of these. 

This led to the "near funeral" because as you may be able to tell, my dad isn't exactly what you would call "in shape." But it was well worth the near heart attack. A true gift from Gary Golota.

I've been calling them "The Floreses" for years...it's finally official!

Some super hot messes at the end of the night.

As you can probably tell, it was an open bar and we totally destroyed it. In order to bond with my cousin's husband that I'm not that close with, he decided it would be a good idea to take shots. And more shots. And a few more with the groom for good measure. Bonding, complete. Someone thought it would be a great idea to attend Applebee's on the way home. My sister slept in the car. I was too drunk to order. It was a typical family dinner now that I think about it.

It was a lovely, lovely wedding and I'm honored to have celebrated with a couple that we all love so dearly!

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