9:52 AM: Another crazy day at work, I think. Lots to do. MVG again tonight at 5, since I had to skip Wednesday. Woke up this morning and my arms and shoulders were so sore I could barely bathe myself. No way I could swim this morning. No. Way. Shoulders, triceps, biceps, wrists, etc etc. ZOMG.

In other news Chris and I have had a jolly good time lately watching Downton Abbey. I realize we are somewhat behind the times, but we are still enjoying ourselves immensely. We crack ourselves up sending each other text messages using Downton terminology. As I write it here, it just doesn't seem that funny, though. Hmmmpf.

Now I must stop flanneling about and ring for tea.

11:51 AM: Why is it that nothing happens when I ring for tea?  

Let them eat CAKE!

How about that, huh? Loved it. That wasn't sand... it was actually graham crackers... crumbled! And the shells on the cake were edible! Those starfish and whatnot.

Dancin' Fools!

Iron GIRLZ! That's KTpitbull, me and our IMKY pal Paige. Taken with an iPhone... our eyes are dead and hollow!

12:22 PM: Couple of things:

• The drive to work today was frought with... DOUCHEBAGS. I must have said that very word 15-20 times today on my hour long drive. I've never seen so many people drive so erratically on the same day!
• I found a mummified banana in my car. It was black. And squishy. My car smelled vaguely like bananas.
• MVG tonight at 5. He was able to rearrange his schedule.
• Busy at work. Like ZOMG busy. I have so much to do there just aren't enough hours in the day.
• I think I will continue to post wedding photos until either I, or you, (my dear reader) get disgusted or tired of them.
• My department has moved to Downers Grove. I sit every day alone now, in my old cubicle, surrounded by empty floor space. I'm lonely and I miss Agnes, my work wife. It's also freezing cold in the office.
• That should do it for now.

Whitney and me, April 5, 1991.

And us, May 12, 2012. The only thing missing is my retro squatty Miller Lite bottle.

Oh and about a gallon of this:

STIFF STUFF!

UNINTENTIONAL DAY OF REST

9:44 AM: Wedding Wednesday! But I'm absolutely slammed at work. Phone conference meeting at 10... then work work work after that. I haven't forgotten.

5:58 PM: Work never really improved today, and I got caught up on the phone with my manager (who has moved to a different office), so I had to cancel on MVG. I am sad. The good news is that he was able to get me in tomorrow at 5PM... so I still get my ass kicked by him 3x this week! Yay!

This right here is my favorite shot from the wedding itself. I love this picture. LOVE it. I am ordering one for my Mom, as well as one for the Whiz/Dump abode.

Closely followed by this one:

Those are my two favorites. They are from the professional roll that we got from St. John. We don't have the professional photos back from the photographer @ the party yet. I suspect those will CRACK ME UP. He was everywhere. Running around, hither and tither, and he really worked up a sweat. I tried to feed him, but he said he wasn't hungry. That man earned every last penny of whatever he made that day, and I highly recommend him, if you're throwing a wedding in the Chicagoland area. I mean, I haven't seen his final product yet, but he was certainly enthusiastic, and sometimes that's more than half the battle! He was also EVERYWHERE. ALL THE TIME. I don't know how he perfected his time/space travel, but somehow he made that work as he seemingly teleported his way from one end of the ballroom to the other.

Oh, and he was Polish. So I got to use my big-small-8-squirrel-hat-scarf-toilet-carrot vocabulary on him. You know that was one of the highlights of my evening!

His name was GREGORY and he's out of FRED FOX STUDIOS. Hit him up if you are planning a wedding or a vow renewal or whatever. I think you have to go through Fred Fox, though.

Beer Swilling Bride Sparks Controversy?

Wow. I'm glad who ever found that controversial wasn't at our party, where the bride was doing shots, wearing a race number, a Hawaiian lei, and dancing with a woman she calls her "work wife".

9:35 AM: Got in to work a little early today. Leaving at a decent hour so I can do a teeny tiny bike ride with Trudy tonight. Meeting her on the corner @ 6. Sounds seedier than it is.

9:56 AM: Whew! Glad this wasn't me.

Ah, what the hell. It's gonna be Wedding Tuesday as well as Wedding Monday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. You're going to have to learn to cope with it.

Kristin was sad to be leaving, and Haley was trying to join a street gang. The rest of us were just taking a picture.

Everyone's favorite d-bag, Tony Goggs. We're like Taylor Swift and Justin Bieber!

Hahahahaha.

IMWI girlz. 2009 and 2011.

10:05 AM: I'm not sure how to put into words how flat out fantastic this weekend was. It's not every day that an entire room full of people dresses up, comes together, and commits to spending a good chunk of time celebrating your relationship. We drank, we danced, we sang, some of us Crossfitted (?) some of us squatted other guests, a couple of us headbanged to the extent of needing BioFreeze today. (I learned that in a text message from Whitney this morning). I've never been to a better party, and I've never met a group of people I've loved more. Friends & family from all facets of our lives were together in the same room at the same time. It was... remarkable.

Thank you for celebrating with us. I think I speak for both of us when I say we love each other and we love you. How fortunate we are to have such a phenomenal group of people around us.

Good Lord! It's Wedding Wednesday on MONDAY!

Here we are in the foyer, before the party started. You can tell this was before the party by my still-intact hairdo. I have never worn individual false eyelashes before, and found them to be awesome, and very comfortable! They made my real eyelashes seem spindly, sad and inadequate by comparison. Wow. Fake eyelashes rule.

Me and Mama Whiz, drinking our signature cocktail, the PAINKILLER.

Love these people! How many can you name? Love Haley's eyebrows! And AmyJo's forehead!

Dancing with Photobooth props and Mama Whiz!

AmyJo, Jen, me, and Whitney. BT meets college.

Chris dipped me, but I was non-cooperative.

Almost a wardrobe malfunction, with Jen Hogan.

Headbanging with Whitney. You can take the girl out of heavy metal, but you can't take heavy metal out of the girl, apparently. Kickstart my Heart was the song, and was "our" song in college. Rock ON.

The BT 3 AM club:

Drunk & disorderly, but all dressed up and feelin' fine.

Kurt, Tony, Me, Jen Hogan, Haley and Chris.