She was a beautiful bride and he was a very happy guy. So was I because I didn't blow my one line in the ceremony to the question: "Who gives this woman?" The answer: "Her mother and I do (after we figure out how to pay for this wedding)."
Actually I figured out how to pay my portion. I'm selling the big balls in the dining room.
Seriously, it was a great wedding week.
The bridesmaids looked stunning ... until they closed down "the Pig" and found their way back to the hotel.
After all ... how many times do you see all your friends at weddings in a year? Wait a minute ... at this age about 30 or so at least.
I cried like a baby.
He sat next to me at the reception where he could get a play by play of everything that happened. His recurring question was: "Who is that girl sitting next to Debbie at our table (three seats away).
"That's Dennie, Debbie's twin."
Five minutes later he asked, "So who is the girl sitting next to Debbie?"
I repeated the answer.
"Who is sitting next to her?"
"Her husband Tom."
Fifteen more minutes ... "So who is the girl sitting next to Debbie?"
Toward the end of the evening, Sam looked at Dennie and said ... "Hello Dennie. I haven't seen you in a while."
Dennie patiently said. "Hi Sam ... we spoke earlier tonight."
"We did?" He paused and turned to Tom, "Hello Tom how are you?"
Nate and Alissa headed off to Cancun ... Happy Honeymoon!