Monday, June 07, 2004

Wedding night...

Saturday morning was quite a sight. Everyone that was there was hung over except for 3 people. Jeff's mom, the bride, and the groom. I was up at 9:00a for some stupid reason, I wish I would have slept longer. Jeff and one of his brothers were suppose to be at the church at 1:00p for pictures, of course they both start to get ready at 12:30p. Jeff hates to hurry and then wait. This is why he always gets ready for everything at the last minute. I didn't have to be anywhere until the wedding at 4:00p. I laid on the couch all afternoon, but by 4:00p, I was actually feeling pretty good. The wedding went well, other than one delay. I didn't know it at the time, but they were waiting on Jeff, who was in the hopper dropping the kids off at the pool. Needless to say, but his brother was not real happy with him. After the wedding we headed directly to the bar. Started drinking Grain Belt Premium for some stupid reason, but its actually not that bad. The reception started at 6:00p, so we had about a hour to kill. So we sat at the bar and watched the horse race. My Chicago friend and I are not big horse race fans, so we were rooting against Smarty Jones. I still can not believe that he didn't win. We had to leave the bar shortly after that, because most of the people there didn't like the fact that we were cheering his loss. The reception had free beer and food, so everything was good there also. By the time the dance started, I was well on my way. Some more of our friends showed up, and we were having a great time. Usually when I drink, I like to dance, but I think I only danced once all night, but that is probably a good thing. At some point, I switched from drinking beer to drinking strait Southern Comfort. I love So-Co, but it goes down to fast. The rest of the night is pretty much a blurr, I don't know how I got home, or even who drove me. I found out the next day that Jeff's mom found me passed out on the toilet around 3:00a. I assume I had my pants down, but I didn't want to even ask. She said I was there for about 30 minutes. When I woke up, they had a house full of people there to open presents. I'm sure I looked like death warmed over. Jeff's cousin was there also. I had met her last year sometime, and always thought she was kind of hot. I talked to her for a while and found out that she is now divorced. I really wanted to ask for her phone number, but I couldn't get her alone at all. I know what town she lives in, but I do not know her last name. I have been thinking about asking Jeff, but I don't know if I should or not. I felt him out a little, and I don't think he would have problem with it, but I would hate to have anything happen to our relationship. Maybe I will give it a week, and then see if I can find out what her name or phone number is. I do have honorable intentions, but Jeff knows me and if I ever did anything wrong, I'm not sure what he would say. I will have to think about this one for a while.


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