On Saturday evening, Amber, one of my favorite girl friends, got married to Brandon, her high school sweetheart.
Amber and I met maybe 5 years ago when we used to work at Target together during high school and college. I actually really disliked her when I first met her (ha!), but she quickly became my sidekick and we were soon attached to the hip, which our bosses really hated. We quickly added a new little bird to the mix, Danielle, and soon, we became the awesome trio.
When we arrived to the venue, there was a light drizzle and slight wind, which would have been okay if the ceremony was inside. We walked past a beautiful garden, before we were led to an open field where the ceremony took place.
I bundled and cuddled up with Mara, who flew in from Virginia, and watched the gorgeous bride walk down the aisle.
Both Amber and Brandon were tearing up while up at the altar, along with cracking up and wearing the biggest grins on their faces. At the reception I asked Amb’s what they were talking about, and she said, they kept asking each other if they should be talking, and then kept telling each other to shush.
They are so perfect for each other and I’m so glad that this amazing cop has stolen my girl’s heart.
They’ve been together almost 10 years, and I’ve only known Brandon to be an amazing boyfriend and fiance to her, a reminder that there are really great guys out there and to never settle for less (please force me to repeat this every day).
It seems so unreal that our girl has finally married the man of her dreams, but she did, and we had to celebrate big.
We danced the entire night away, with our white white white girl moves and took way too many pictures. In essence, it was the perfect night with some of my favorite and closest friends.
Towards the end of the night, Brandon put me in a choke hold while I was dancing, and dragged me backwards 10 feet to where his cousin was standing… his cousin that I had my eyes on all night. Being in a chokehold was an interesting way to meet someone, but by the end of the night, the cousin landed my number, and Brandon and his other cousins and aunts are already planning future dates for us. I have never been so embarrassed in my life.
All I can say is thank goodness for my blue drink.
Which just so happened to prevent me from running in a race I was supposed to race in Sunday morning. Word to the wise, if you eat relatively clean, never sign up for a race the morning after a wedding. A late night full of wedding food and drinks aren’t a good pre-race idea.
I might have lost that one, but the only thing that matters is that Amb’s was finally wifed up.
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