No, not the rapper, the happy groom! Kirsten and I decided that we've never see Jones smile so much in the years that we've known him as he did this past Saturday, September 3. It was a very rainy day, but, as the pastor said, "a knot tied in the rain does not come undone..." or something like that. The exact verbage has slipped my mind. Oops.
Anyways, after a slight detour to Shannon and Nick's new townhome (and being followed by 2 sets of cars that thought my car was Wally's car), where we got our first look at the Minnesota wall,
we ended up at the lovely White Bear Lake Inn. Go Bears!
And that's when the trouble began. Shannon began mixing her specialty cocktails of vanilla vodka and Coke, which were basically 6 parts vodka to 1 part Coke:
I won't post the most incriminating photo of her from that
night, but it did give us the memorable line, "I'm marrying
that?!?!?" courtesy of Nick. Go Bears! But everyone was really friendly,
and by everyone, I mean Shan and Kirsten (oh, and Wally too):
My date was more low-key:
So...whilst the boogying was going down, it became apparent that beverages would need refreshing. So we went upstairs to the 3rd floor harem that one lucky couple managed to snag. How very exotic! The boys seemed to enjoy it:
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