Weddings, fun, fun, funny!!!

So today I went to my not-cousins wedding.

Royce and Kathy were married today for time and eternity in the Salt Lake City temple. Aw, cute.

It was freezing during pictures (but the bride's dress was like, wow! And she had this awesome white, fitted cull length coat, with a white fur trim around the neck.)

Well, my not-cousin Jaynie told me the most epic story about leaving her house this morning:

"So I was trying to leave the house this morning, and Max (their little dog) was trying to chase the edge of my dress, so I was backing out of the door, and I had my boots in my hand, because my socks were in the car. Well I am backing out of the back door so that Max won't eat my dress or get out, or something. And I step backward, into snow." (insert mocking Jaynie for lack of observation!)

"Well, it wasn't snowing earlier when I took him to go out! Well, anyway, I'm running to my car, and I thought, It'll be fine, I'm just parked right over there. . . But I forgot that I had to park three extra spaces over. But I was like: That's okay, I'll just walk on the asphalt. But I was barefoot and it was all frozen, and poky. So i change my mind and decided to walk in the snow because it wasn't as ouchy. So I get to the car, open the trunk where the socks are, and I was sitting in my trunk, and my feet were all wet. And I felt kinda guilty, because I used a coat to dry off my feet. So I dried off my feet with a coat, in my trunk."

Great story number three: I was talking to this kid, because he just sat at my table, and he was probably, 17ish. And he started talking about his girlfriend like he was afraid I was hitting on him. I made a comment about how I'm getting my associate's degree this spring to make him shut up.

Great story number four: so this random 25-year-old asked for number and I gave it to him because he seemed chill. Kay, so not so great a story.

Great story number five: WE WENT TO IN N' OUT BURGER after.

Great story number six, even though it should have chronologically been three: So my friend was a bridesmaid, and she's a bit of a busty babe. So in order for her to fit in the bridesmaid dress, she had to wear a non-padded bra. Well, she kinda forgot about that minor detail, and she brought her dress, but not the bra.

So she gets there and has to change into her dress for pictures, and realizes that her boobs and the bra are not going to fit. Well, one of them has to go, and since the bra was unattached, it was let go.

Luckily for her, the dress was really tight and double lined, so as long as she stayed warm, no problem. And you couldn't even tell. I know, because she asked me to check.

THE END.