Friday, June 25, 2010

4 out of 5 ain't bad

What do The McLean's, The Sperling's, The Branham's, and now The Patel's all have in common?






ME








AND the memory of me catching their wedding bouquet!!


If someone is throwing flowers, move outta the way!  I will take you down!!

Flower-catching success is all about:


A) strategic positioning.....
B) kicking off your high heels before the throw... 
C) a few cocktails to give you extra "ups" .....
D) a strong desire to win which I think comes from being a middle child in a house full of GIRLS!

Regardless, put another tally on the board, I caught my 4th bouquet.




Trevor's after party stool-dancing:


Late night LIT's:



After the after party we took a cab back to the hotel.  The cab driver, Peachandra, or Peaches for short, was a single mom driving around a bunch of drunks at 2am with her daughter in the back of a Jeep Cherokee cab.  She liked my flowers, so I gave them to her.  She made it seem like it was the greatest gift anyone could have given her, which made me feel warm and fuzzy, but a little sad and slightly guilty.  I had been rubbing those flowers on Trevor's neck at the party.  He said it cooled him off so I rubbed them on Matt's sweaty neck, and Sunny's sweaty neck, Tejas's sweaty neck, and Hubert's sweaty neck.  John was sweaty too so he got a flower head rub and I had to know what it felt like so so I soaked up the sweat on my neck as well.  By the end of the night, those flowers were coated in salty sweaty grease and now this poor woman was sniffing them like crazy talking about how great they smelled.  I didn't want to ruin her moment....so I didn't tell her.  She was happy.  I didn't lose sleep over it.



Can you guess who feel asleep first?.........



2 comments:

Bridget said...

ha, good pictures!

Colleen said...

you were robbed of your 5th bouquet

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