“a wedding? i love weddings! drinks all around!” –jack sparrow

last night, i was able to go to my dear cousin darren’s reception.
it was a fabulous affair.
i was able to see a few cousins that i hadn’t seen in a while, including sterling, who just got home from his mission.
i saw grandma bonnie, too.
how i love that woman.
i saw darren and his new wife, sydney.
they’re super cute and happy.
i’ve never seen darren so happy.
it’s just the cutest thing.
anyway, so we were sitting there, chattin it up, and eating fudge.
oh and the fudge?
melted in your mouth.
amazing.
so pretty soon, it came time for the bouquet toss.
now, i’ve always feel a tad ridiculous standing in the group, but my loverly cousin hilary convinced me to stand in.
we weren’t gonna even try and catch the bouquet, but we needed to look like it.
you know, in case they took pictures or videos or something…
we may or may not like being in the spotlight. sue us.
so we’re standing there, and the next thing i know, i look up and see the bouquet flying directly at me, as if in slow motion.
i try to put my hand up to catch it, but i was idiotically too slow. it hit me square in the face, then fell into my hands.
immediately, without even thinking twice about it, i held it up victoriously.
naturally.
i mean, what else was i supposed to do?