Truly, the most exciting part of my weekend (season? year?) was being in my best friend's wedding.
She's amazing. She's beautiful - and I love her husband almost as much as I love her (well...maybe not, but you get the point). It considered it a huge honor to be a part of her day...a day that we've been giggling about for a long time now.
We laughed under the sheets at night. We drank too much coffee, ate too much fudge and enjoyed ourselves immensely...even after I spilled my drink all over her husband's roommate (graceful move #1), fell over while being spun on the dance floor (graceful move #2) and had my glorious up-do damaged while dancing the salsa (graceful move #....15?).
Point being, you need some visuals, and I don't have pictures to put up yet. But they're coming. And my, oh my, did we look fantastic!
(Watch out! Her photography is going to be on the cover of Francis Chan's new book!)
We also did a little te-a-te after the Christmas Eve service we both attended, where her lucky daddy landed himself smack dab in the middle of one super-fine, super-fun sandwich :)