Wedding, Crashed
Carrie and I went to a wedding in Delaware this past weekend. Yes the dreaded, never-ending wedding carousel has begun. Still, despite my dread, the wedding turned out to be a great time. Well, maybe not the ceremony so much (silly Catholics), but the reception and dinner were top-rate. I ate enough red meat and drank enough champagne, scotch and whiskey to kill a small child.
Bonus point: Sneaking away from the reception to watch the Eagles/Saints game in the hotel bar. Along with about a quarter of the other men from the reception. Pretty sweet to watch a roomful of Iggles fans curse their team after losing to the ‘Aints.
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