We put an end to day three with my husband wheel chairing me up to our hotel room. I was extremly happy and yet alone suprised to find that on Saturday morning I was able to lift my head from the pillow without feeling like I was going to spew. Although I was weak as hell, I was in high spirits because I knew I could make it to the wedding. I scheduled an aromatherapy message and pedicure, and by the time I left the spa I was on cloud nine. As I was leaving the spa, the lovely bride to be was arriving to have her wedding day makeover.
Dad Giving Leah Away
Me Walking Mini-Me Down The Isle
Mr. and Mrs. Wood-y
D & L
Second Favorite Picture of Leah and David
The Whole Crew
First Favorite Picture...
Thanks for the wonderful evening Leah & Woody! Even though I was in poor health (because I was ill from food poisoning, of course) on your big day, I will still always believe that your wedding ceremony wins the “Romantic Award”, and your reception wins the “rowdy / out of control award”.
Lucky you, I will not convey the incident that took place after the reception.
“What happens in México” … (you know the rest, right? Ok, maybe not) … sigh ... “stays in México” … Right? ... I said RIGHT, gosh darn it.
Umm, ok I apologize. I forget that when blogging I am talking to myself. I suppose that this is the is the damnyou-novice-bloggeryou-should-not-blogsign,mmmk!
Note to self, don’t expect happy comments in the near future.
Anyways, so if you readers (or shall I say reader, HI MOM) care what I write about, I will give a small hint on what happened. The after party involved the ocean and the under exposal of wedding guests.
Sorry, that's it. No more hints.
Have a kink-tastic-honeymoon David and Leah!
By the way I was just joking about the kink-tastic. Keep it clean kids