Lindsey and Sam got married. The Beginning. No…it was a beautiful wedding and a great celebration. Lindsey is such a goofball. She has this face for just about every picture we took together.
We laughed and drank and ate and drank and laughed the night away. When it was time for Lindsey to toss her bouquet, Misti’s Mark looked at me and said “what?” and I looked at him and said “what?”. Then Misti said “Gurrlll you need to get out there”. So I begrudgingly stood over to the side of waiting ladies with my arms at my side. When Lindsey glanced back to get a look at the group, she saw me and I just gave a shrug. Misti said I looked like Grump Cat. Then she threw the bouquet and there was this swirl of black chiffon and screaming girls. I looked down and there was the bouquet right at my feet. I bent down and picked it up with a “what the fuck” look on my face and that’s the face Lindsey saw when she turned around. The cheer that rang out from my table was deafening. The look on Lindsey’s face was priceless.
Let’s be clear. I did not catch that bouquet. It caught me.
I’m thinking of starting a Flickr set of guys with hair I want to run my fingers through. Eddie Vedder is next.