Saturday morning, 6:30am (ok, 6:45am really because I have to hit my snooze at least 3 times before finally getting out of bed), I was very rudely woken by my cell phone alarm - which, btw, is the ONLY alarm I've ever used that doesn't make me want to throw it across the room when it goes off. Morning person? Not so much...
At first glance, I thought "what in the world are druppy pants"? Then, just as quickly, the "ahhhhh" part. They mean droopy. Right? Surely....
12:30pm: Destination reached. After checking into the hotel, followed by a quick lunch and a 30 minute resting of my eyes, we headed to the wedding venue. The wedding was taking place at the father of the G's private bayside resort, AHEM, I mean home. Except this home came loaded with a swimming pool and 2 hot tubs, private 8-hole putting green, gym and bar overlooking the bay, private beach and large boathouse, just to give you an idea. Was I envious? Must you ask... : )
In all, the wedding was beautiful, yet intimate. It was simply the B&G, 2 attendants, 2 flower girls and one ring bearer, and about 50-60 guests. In my opinion, this wedding proves that bigger isn't always better unless you're referring to the size of the boat. Ha!
After wrapping up an hour earlier than expected and the B&G are off to the Grand Hotel to start their honeymoon, I'm looking forward to a restful night back in my hotel suite complete with black out drapes and king size bed minus two bed hogging cats. Sweet dreams!
-the unofficial bride
That's funny!! I wish more stores/restaurants would post signs like that!! :)
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