Wedded Bliss

So, I had to leave Canada early to get to a wedding in Detroit with Julia. The guys in Canada told me to take 11 shots at the wedding - one for each guy on the trip. Well, this wedding was too classy for shots, so I had to settle on Beams on the rocks. I had 6 doubles before dinner.

I remember asking this older (60s perhaps?) couple from Denmark if they were from Mexico. The girl that got married stayed with them on an exchange trip once. Then I asked them if Americans were assholes and then whispered loudly that they can be honest because I know we are and said something like I am being now. The said Americans were nice though.

Two doctors sat at our table who were a couple. I asked them what they did and the girl (cute girl) said she was an emergency room doctor. So I asked her to take care of me when they wheeled me out on a stretcher. Then I pointed at the dude and told him no offense, but if I pass out later and need mouth to mouth it better be her (and pointed at her) and not him.

After that, fun drinking TJ turned into I think what Julia termed 'silent pensive drinking TJ' as I sat at the table drinking down more Beams the rest of the night.

Oh, and at the wedding, the priest forgot to do the 'you may now kiss the bride' part.

And here I am, back in the homeland. Aka Plainwell. I got the evite. Ryan, thanks for putting that together.