  Wedding Residual So, it's Saturday 10:23pm and here I am sitting at home in Connecticut all because Jeff McKay can't read. We were supposed to go see Spiderman 2 tonight, but Jeff thought the movie stopped showing at 9pm and why wouldn't it? It's only a summer blockbuster. He missed the other, later times since they were not shown in chronological order, but that's cool Jeff. Sitting in my parents house late on a Saturday night is so much fun, I almost fell asleep. Much love to you Skinny JMc.
Moving on... I arrived at the Wooding stronghold at 5:20 something after tearing ass down 84, 91, and 691 trying to get home in time for the 5:30pm rehersal dinner. Kathryn's friend Jen was getting married and I was invited along. I threw my brother out of the car, made a quick change and the tore ass back up 84 towards Plainville. I got there at 5:50pm and was figuring on getting bitched out big time by Kathryn. Nobody there. Apparently, communication got crossed and I was supposed to be at the church for 5:30. Oops. I'm not part of the wedding party, I'm just the Maid of Honor's date, so it wasn't a big deal.
I was early for dinner; it was at 6:30pm. I still got bitched at anyways and Kathryn made me promise that I would show up at the church 30 minutes early for the wedding. Fine. Friday was a rough day but a good night. I threw on the suit and dressed the part. Before I went out the door I added the 2 disposable cameras Kathryn had left me which added 10lbs. to my jacket and made me feel nice and cool in the heat. [Read again for added sarcasm. ] I got my butt to the church 30 minutes early only to stand around and stare at all the people I didn't know.
Awkward and fun; let's do it again sometime. My friend Christie's mom and brother finally showed up and I had someone I knew to hang out with. After that we sat down and got ready to maritally rumble. We waited for about 10 minutes and then the holy shindig took off. Everyone looked good and Jennifer, the bride looked amazing. Of course, if I were said bride, I damn well better look better than everyone else. You hear me? [Smashes glass storms off. ] After the wedding we hauled off to a beautiful place out in nigh-East Bejeezus. The hall had a lake view and the weather was beautiful, perfect for the pictures they took. More importantly the had an open mother-trucking bar. ...And the vodka and tonics flowed freely for all of the night, until they closed down at 11:30... The food was very good and Kathryn made it through her speech without crying or slurring any words.
I had an excellent time and was even bold enough to dance several times throughout the evening. Everybody was leaving and Kathryn and I sat down to wait for my brother to pick us up since we were drinking. Unfortunately my brother went to another similar place that was also in Wolcott. I didn't know Wolcott cornered the market on "reception halls over the water. " So one by one, everyone left. Then all the employees left. Kathryn and I sat for a good 30 minutes as Jon tried to find his way to this place, which was not easy to find.
At least we got to spend some quality time shooting the sheet in the parking lot, though the curb did a number on our butts after sitting so long. Jonboy finally showed up and we made our way back home. We were about 5 minutes away from home when none other than Southington's finest threw on the red and blue's to pull us over. Apparently they felt that Jonboy had not come to a complete stop and ran his license and registration. It took them 10 minutes to figure out what they were going to do with him and he got away with a warning which he is in the process of framing.
He has a long way to go before he catches up to my 4 pulled overs and 2 speeding ticekts, but I beleive in him. There was going to be a much longer suburban cop rant, but I just wanted to get home. T'was a good night and I didn't get up until 1pm today. Now Team Fatass has to go eat everything in the house since he's got nothing else to do. (A.P.T. 11:02 p.m.) 
