I had a wonderful time with my wonderful, goofy family this past weekend.
It was my Aunt Joanne & Uncle Peter's 50th wedding anniversary Friday and to celebrate, they renewed their vows in the church they were married in and had a big party for family and friends after. Sadly, there are only 3 wedding guests who are still with us today- my aunt MaryMargaret, cousin Maggie I, and my mom, who was the flower girl! It was really sweet, especially since my aunt has been battling stage III breast cancer the past year & a half and has come out on the winning side.
|Cousin Maggie I, Cousin Tom, Uncle Terry, Aunt Joanne, Any Mary Margaret, my mom|
They booked the top floor of a little Irish pub for a party after the wedding service. Brett & I knew it was going to be a good time when we walked in and the sound system was playing Van Halen's "Everybody Wants Some.' Nothing says 50 years of marriage like Van Halen! And all we could think about was the claymation video from Better Off Dead:
Of course Walter & Clarence joined us out on terrace for drinks after we'd returned to the hotel.
|Cool Cousin Dan in Walter's hat|
|"Can you believe these peoples??"|
|Kevin & Walter|
|Cousin Kevin, MK, Jennifer|
|Katie, Kevin I, MK, Jennifer, Kevin II, Dan|
|Forrest Gump dancing|
|Flashing begins, Exhibit A|
|This little dude was particularly entertained.|
This 'little person' who seemed to be the bartender's only friend, was quite caught up in our antics, particularly when Jennifer flashed him (not intentionally). The next morning, everyone was picking on Jennifer about the incriminating photos I'd snapped of her. She didn't remember doing anything noteworthy. I'd just reminded her when her mother, Aunt Mary Margaret, walked up. "What are you two laughing about?" "Just what I did last night," Jennifer said. "What did you do last night?" MM asked, eyebrows meeting in a cloud of scowl. "Flashed a midget." MM walked away because she started laughing & couldn't maintain her cross look.
This is my cousin Andrew. He's only a few months younger than me. We grew up together-- even went to nursery school together. He wanted this Corona pinata in the worst way, so I got the bartender to let him hold it for awhile. Stingy bastard wouldn't let him keep it, though.
More about Andrew- much later that night, my cousins took us to a diner to get some much-needed food inside us. Andrew ordered a burger from our surly waitress who asked what kind of cheese he wanted. He said, "American." Which caused my cousin Darrell to respond, "He's not French, you know" for some reason. Someone else asked why anyone would possibly think Andrew was French. I mentioned that he was dressed all in white and someone might mistake that for fashion. So the rest of the night, we called Andrew 'Frenchy', which amuses me to no end, even at this very minute. He is forever Frenchy to me now.
The next day was a party at the Community Center. This was a more populated party, as the previous day's events had been for family only, and today's soiree was for friends as well.
|Brett enjoyed the Community Center's commitment to fitness.|
|My very cute cousins Taylor & Kieran, with Brett in background.|