So yesterday I alluded to part of this in a devious attempt to get you to return to the blog two days in a row. (Guess what? I'll tell you even more tomorrow!) My younger sister (she of the large ear) got married.
Twice.
To the same guy.
The first was a small church wedding so everything would be cool with the Pope. The second was a big fancy social wedding, so everything was cool with Martha Stewart.
I think the fancy wedding was great, but I couldn't tell you for sure, since I spent the entire time staring at my chest.
Perhaps I was so preoccupied with the girls because they, and my entire body, turned a startling shade of orange:
The cause of this is unclear, but I can assure you that I do not tan, in a bottle or the sun, so apparently I am this color naturally.
The wedding must have been pretty fancy, though, because they somehow got Tinkerbell to be the flower-girl:
So that was fun. And now I have another brother-in-law on my side of the family. Now when I say, "You're my favorite Brother-in-law" it will finally mean something. Because seriously, our new brother-in-law? We love that guy.
So you look a shade of orange but at least you don't look a shade of cow like me
Posted by: Lindsey | April 15, 2009 at 10:11 PM