Friday night was the rehersal for the wedding I was in yesterday. It was fun. Especially the part where I walked into the screen door right in front of my friends, laughed so hard I sat down and cried, then got something in my eyes so I stumbled blindly all around Mike's parents house, tears streaming, searching for the bathroom. They teased me all evening.
Saturday I had a lovely time with my Seester before I went into work and proceeded to knock over and spill everything in sight.
Sunday I performed my first wedding ceremony. Everyone said I did a great job. I'm still laughing because I stumbled over the word "eloquence". you just can't plan that kind of shit. I also got to end an argument (the playful kind, of course) with the phrase:
"Oh yeah? Well I have GOD on my side" it's good to be the clergy.
I think I'm still going to burn though for saying "Shit" in the church. more than once. But the arch really did look like shit. and I think it would have been far worse to lie to the Bride and tell her it looked great. right?