This trip. Hmmm...how do I start? It was the most fun, downright exciting, most wonderful wedding I have ever been to (aside from my own, of course). I've been anticipating it for months and it surpassed my expectations. There is a small pinch that being over tired contributed to my love affair with this wedding, but I loved it. My parents watched our little toot while I got to spend time with the hubby out in Philly for the time of our lives.
I always worry every time getting together with Tayler. Is she going to get all weird on me? By weird...I mean...she is always weird. You know...weird in a bad way, hah! I have not laughed this hard in a long time. It was like we never missed a beat. Sitting around that table being foolish daring each other to eat the flower petals, then getting Tayler to ask a dumb question to Karen to see what reaction we'd get, pose laughing for the photographer, making weird noises (we're quite talented you should know)...it was perfect. Then the dancing...oh man. I could not have asked for more. I'm usually the timid, get me out of here dancer. But the band was amazing and with this goofy girl rubbing off on me and did I mention lack of sleep...it was the perfect combination. Even the hubby was out of the dance floor like we didn't have a care in the world.
Dress bustling time!
End of the night and still looking good!
Jimmy lost his mind and got some sort of shredded chicken in Philly. Seriously...we're in Philly silly man...the Philly Cheesesteak I had was out of this world. Can't get that in Portland...or at least not anywhere we've found.
And to end...oh the lack of sleep. Jimmy and I each got our turn taking pictures of our photogenic selves attempting to sleep on the air plane.
Yes...I'm the fly catcher.
And there's my stud!
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