And then you get to our table:
That's my wife. And that's why I love her so damn much.
Friday, September 26, 2008
The Real Lauren
In case any of our 3 readers are thinking to themselves: 'Gee, this Lauren girl is cool, but what is she REALLY like?' I have a picture that sums it all up. Imagine, if you will, that you have recently been married (as our good friends, Josh and Rachelle were, just a couple weeks ago). You've just returned from your honeymoon, and you've started reviewing your wedding photos. You are lost in the memories, adrift in a sea of smiling friends and family, all calmly posing for the camera in honor of the greatest day of your life.
And then you get to our table:
That's my wife. And that's why I love her so damn much.
And then you get to our table:
That's my wife. And that's why I love her so damn much.
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It's true. Of course, I am the holding her leg on my shoulder as if this is the most normal thing ever.
I think this was taken after we convinced the groom's brother that the wedding party should do tequila shots with us, who then had to convince the open bar to give us two glasses of "tequila on the rocks" and some empty glasses to remove the rocks and divvy out the tequila.
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