A weekend in Chucktown
The highlight of the weekend was definitely getting to see the bride and groom getting hitched, but here are some other great memories from my weekend in Charleston…
* On the drive down there, ECW was giving me a hard time because I said I probably wouldn’t get married in a church because it would be too formal for what I want, but then later in the trip was talking about the Chris Brown song church entrance video and then gave me a hard time because I said that it was stupid.
Let’s get things straight here – it’s kind of not ok if I don’t get married in a church, but if I do, it is ok if I do something completely and utterly ridiculous like this. For the record, if I do end up getting married in a church, I will not be entering to a Chris Brown song. I don’t think it would ever be an issue though because I’m pretty sure Peachtree’s rules do not allow for this sort of thing…
* This picture of MF and her boyfriend EC Friday night. When first posing for the picture, he was being silly and ignoring her with his pose so then when he tried to get serious and kiss her cheek she timed it perfectly with the picture to dodge his kiss. I was greatly amused…
* Everything KA and JLaw said on Saturday night.
* Sitting in a bar with everyone after the reception and making videos including one of all of us girls doing our window washing dance, but while sitting at the table because our feet were killing us. If I ever get a copy of this video I might add it below, but for now, just imagine the most awesome dance ever done by the coolest girls ever.
* After having the rickshaw driver stop for us to get pizza on the way home from the bar, JLaw, her husband SLaw and I sat in the hotel bar and ate our slices so I wouldn’t have to share mine with my roommates. It was closed, but we were thirsty so JLaw went behind the bar to get some water from the fountain. SLaw kept trying to get her to see if the beer taps worked, but we stuck with water. While refilling our waters I made some comment about being surprised no ones come over to see what we are doing since we are probably being kind of loud and going behind the bar. JLaw then says, “Whatever, we are the most honest people ever. I mean we’re only stealing water”
* In the morning while dividing up the hotel bar this exchange took place. For as tired as KA was Sunday morning, this was very funny.
Me: Ok, so it’s going to be $120 each, well I guess if you want to get technical, it would be $121.10 each. I can cover the extra two cents.
KA: Good, then I don’t have to give you mine.
Adventures at the nail salon
Today during my lunch break, I decided to hit up the nearest nail place and get a pedicure. This isn’t hard since there are at least 8 within a 10 minute drive from my office. I chose the one that is 2 minutes away so I could get there and not have to wait. This is how I make decisions.
I love getting pedicures, but I am the worst pedicure receiver. I thought taking a book to read would help distract me from the 20 minutes of tickling, but I was wrong. I had to use all my concentration to keep from kicking the girl in the face. The effort this requires is why I don’t get them more often, but I’m going to a wedding this weekend so I wanted my toes to look pretty. Plus the nail polish I have at home is getting old which means I need to go pick out a new one – which is a daunting task. It’s one thing to pick out a color at the salon that will be on my toes for about two weeks, but it’s a bigger to deal to pick out the polish I’ll use myself for the next 1-2 years.
Anyways, back to the main reason for this post – so I’m sitting there trying not to laugh and kick my feet and this woman comes in who is probably about 50. She starts walking around the place and then began yelling at the man who runs it – who’s name at this point I find out is Daniel. She is mad because none of the girls who have “done” her before are there and repeats the following rant about 4-5 times while walking around looking at all the girls, “I don’t mean to be rude Daniel, but these are all new girls. I don’t want some girl who doesn’t know what she’s doing. Where are all the girls who have done me before. They don’t need to practice on me”
Thoughts that ran through my mind while pretending to read my book, but really listening to this crazy lady”
1. What kind of nail salon is this?
2. Just because most of the nail artists (I don’t really know what you call them) don’t speak English to each other when they are working doesn’t mean they don’t understand what you are saying and how rude you are being.
3. If you’re that picky about who “does” you, then maybe you should go somewhere that charges more than $18 for a pedicure.
She continued on like this until FINALLY someone came out of the back that she recognized. I couldn’t believe this lady. It took all my concentration not to kick HER in the face.
This Weekend
I had a pretty full weekend with all the wedding stuff. It was such a blast, but I can’t believe it’s over. Such a lot of buildup to go by so quickly – and it wasn’t even my wedding 
I did catch the bouquet so that’s fun. Unfortunately I did not meet any new boys this weekend so I will probably not be the next to get married.
I decided to change clothes before heading out for the bachelorette party so I did not seem out of place. I ended up leaving earlier than most of the girls so I took a cab back to Summer’s house. The cab driver was really friendly and we were chatting about the wedding. He could not believe that they were leaving for their honeymoon on Sunday, his words – “In my country you stay home and lay around in bed for a week and then you go on your honeymoon – it is crazy to go straight to the honeymoon” I forgot to ask him what country he is from, but did tell him that here we usually don’t get that much vacation time – although it does sound like a nice idea.
Last night a tree fell on the box in my neighborhood that controls my power so I was without power for a few hours last night. Instead of sitting around doing nothing I decided to go to Walmart and get some stuff – while there I decided I should probably get a flashlight and some big candles because I realized I am ill prepared for a power outage ( I do however have water for when we run out of that) Looking for a flashlight I came across fire extinguishers, which is also something I do not have. I debated getting one, but decided that it would have to wait until after pay day because right now all I can afford are the candles. Probably not the best idea, but oh well.
By the time I got home, they had removed the tree and fixed the power so it was all pretty pointless anyways. At least it was back on in time for Desperate Housewives and Brothers & Sisters.
What a morning
There’s nothing like starting the day by tripping and falling down your stairs on the way out the door – this is what happened to me this morning. At least it was only about three stairs, but it still managed to give me three rug burns, and I keyed my wall.
The only bright side of this is that we had a wedding shower breakfast for a co-worker complete wtih Mimosa’s so at least I can dull the pain with a little booze.
