We celebrated their union by hoisting our personalized beer coozys (cozies? cooties?). Later I pretended--with incredible dexterity--that they were my hands. If anybody got a picture of that, best leave it under wraps. Then my secret would get out and someone would steal me for lab work on beer coozy hands.
Brent models the salad course. Leafy greens and strawberry vinaigrette:
Not sure what caused this extended blink. Perhaps I was moved by a toast and I didn't want anyone to see my crying. Yeah, that's it.
Now tell me, does this centerpiece not look like a giant beer?
Katie told me to delete this just as soon as I had taken it, which I could have done, but then how would I have remembered the look on her face? This girl loves shoes. [Please donate to Sara's finger-reattachment fund, and dial 911 if you see this girl with a crazed expression running around in these shoes.]
I guess this picture was to prove that they are a totally proportional couple.
It was a beautiful day and I'm very proud of everyone (else) for enjoying it responsibly. Congratulations, Newlyweds!
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