Today I went to my first wedding. It started like this -- we went to park day and this girl I know said she had once seen a...wait! -- I will write a blog about him next month! Then we left. Mom kept saying, "Can we go to that burger king to eat now? Can we go to that hotel? I'm tired." I said no and when we finally got to the hotel the check-in desk took up half the room. Sitting on the chair was this guy who would probably pass as Colonel Dacota in his 70s (from Indiana Jones). Then we went to this barbeque and then the next day we ate some food then mom made me wear a stupid suit. We went, got cake, ate stuff, then left. So there you have it! How I got a fire twirler in my family (the groom).
No comments:
Post a Comment
Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.