With Friday requiring a run-around-in-a-frenzy mentality to get everything in order to go out of town, and Monday and Tuesday chock full of recovering from an allergy attack, this post is three days late.
The final bit of awesomeness that occurs at most weddings is the dance segment. It’s usually comprised of a variety of persons, most having consumed enough alcohol to evoke the notion that they are equipped to dance for their life ala So You Think You Can Dance. I love every second of it.
love (feeling less dead),