Wedding (and other stuff)

The wedding on Saturday was...beautiful. I, of course, took tons of pictures. I may post some of them here, if I can figure out how. Anyway, at the beginning, Laura sang "How Beautiful," which always makes me cry.

I cried again as Ellen read back her vows. I let out a sniffle so loud that it could probably be heard in Norman. I mean, people were looking at me.

At any rate, I was supposed to run the bubble machine at the reception. But it broke! I tried to fix it, and succeeded only at making the front of my wonderful dress a soapy mess. Finally, I decided that I would blow the bubbles myself. I had lots of help, too. The minute I started blowing bubbles, Jeff Jones' girlfriend's little girl came and started blowing bubbles, too. After awhile, some other kids came and helped out. So it wasn't all bad.

After the wedding, I went to my work Christmas party. Of course, I got lost. I exited on 102 and went about five miles before I realized I had gone too far. So I went back the other way...still looked for the street..and ended up almost back by the interstate. So I pull over to call my friend...and a cop pulls up behind me. Nice. I pull down my window, and he asks me if I am okay, since I am driving hesitantly.

I reply, "Everything is fine. I am just trying to find my friend's house."

He asked me, "Are you intoxicated?"

Of course, I reply, "No. You can give me a Breathalyzer if you want, but I promise I'm not."

Well, after that he was very nice. He even led me to the house (after finding out where it was, of course.)

So, I go to the party. It was a lot of fun. We played Dirty Santa, and I ended up with a treasure chest thing. It was really neat. It was leopard print and even felt soft.