Minutia
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I've not moved. I kind of want to, but every time I think of some super
clever and unique name for a new blog, I check and find out it's not unique
at all....
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That's a serious move you are busting there.
You can tell she's a laid back bride since you are breakdancing on her train and she is very clearly not annoyed.
One of my very good friends kicked my three year old out of the wedding photos ( she was the flower girl) because she and the photographer said she did not know how to smile properly. Apparently the joyful showing of too many teeth ruins many a photo.
Personal experience shows that weddings can make even the nicest people act like dicks. Both guests and the couple alike. What do you think?
Teeth? That's easy. We had to deal with the joyful showing of junk at my wedding. Never, ever serve moonshine at a wedding. Ever.
I might be able to top you for worst wedding stories. For example, my Dad uttered the word "pussy" several times into the microphone at the reception (there's a story there, more innocent than you'd think), there was ugly, open hostility expressed between sets of in-laws (ugLEE), a cousin slammed another cousin's hand in a car door (on purpose), and my aunt hit on one of the bridesmaids. And that was just the wedding. As for the marriage...
Oh Elly, why wasn't I at your wedding?
My Sicilian mother tried to rip the photographers larynx out with her teeth when she heard her whine "THAT CHILD IS RUINING EVERY PHOTO BECAUSE SHE DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO SMILE"
I had to take her down when she was already in a full run ready to leap on her back.
I'm usually pretty drunk at any wedding I go to and then I dance. Badly.
That's a whole other story though.
Oh man. Sicilian + Grandmother + Grandkids involved. I see it.
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