Morning of... my version

Hey there blog world! Sorry for the long absence, but it has seriously just been a bit busy around here these last couple of weeks. Anyways, I'm been re-recruited by the wife to share my day-off thoughts.... you know... how I felt on the special day. So lemme see how much I can remember.

So I remember taking a vacation day the Friday before the wedding, planned way in advance and man did we need it! So many last minute things! Programs, getting stuff packed into an SUV, phoning friends for help, packing for the honeymoon, cleaning up, and trying not to forget anything. Whew! Long list ey. I think we might have finished everything we wanted to complete like around 10pm Friday night! Boo! Anyways, once done we drove down to our hotel, checked into our respective rooms and RELAXED! We ordered some room service and enjoyed our last dinner as an engaged couple. I think I ate a burger, might have had some left over fries... those fries were eaten the next day by the groomsmen.

So I woke up pretty early. 7ish perhaps. I brushed my teeth, took a shower, an lounged around in a white tee and my basketball shorts. I think I finished at 8am and remember thinking to myself: what am I going to do with 7 hours! Eff! Luckily my mom and kid sister had come early to get their hair done, so they got to snoop around the room, impressed with how "pretty" the suite was (note, this might have been their first time in a hotel room, ever!). I left the ladies to change and drove down to Starbucks to get the wifey-to-be and her bridesmaids some breakfast snacks. I even followed the drill and gave the goodies to my sis so that I would not see The Dress. I didn't get credit for my deed. The sneaky sis prolly told em it was her call. No fair, those girls got treated to Starbucks and what about me?! Once one of my groomsmen showed up we ran downstairs and caught a breakfast buffet of course! lol Really yummy food! I even bumped into my mom and sis eating down there too. haha!

After food, we returned back close to 10am on a Saturday, 1pm eastern.... football! As my groomsmen tricked in everyone just kept pulling a chair to watch the games. During commercials, a couple of the guys would run to one fo the bathrooms and change into their suits and come out in the nick of time for the next post-commercial play. Seriously, I had a bunch of supermen in phone-booths that day. A funny image I can't erase is one of my buddies walking in with a Disney Princess bag and a tray of food. His mom made scrambled eggs and potatoes for us to eat and send a huge tray for us, and he brought his "only for special occasions" liquor bottles in his princess bag. I saw this bag in the limo, at church, at the party... LOL! Of course we had to half celebratory half-shots. Half-shots because my mom was being a MOM.

Everyone was there except of course for Ms. Tortolita's fam (who has the reputation of being late to everything..... everything!). Scary part was when the photographer showed up and said it was pic time! Good thing she decided to start with me. I had my own GQ session. I hate pictures by the way. Not very photogenic so I apologize in advance for any myopia that I may cause. Feel free to steer your stare elsewhere.


In the above picture is me staring at my shoes (shoes I got crap from one of my more sophisticated buddies for them not being shiny enough). Apparently I had to sort it out in my head which shoe was the left one and which one was my right.

I, of course, had to make up for my lack of self-aesthetics and squeezed my cute kid sis in this picture. Here she is piercing my rental with a boutonniere, a boutonniere which almost could not have been mine since "someone" dropped them all when the florist delivered them. We all pounced on them and grabbed whatever. Supposedly there was a grandpa, a papa, a groom, a groomsmen, and a best-man version. They were all all dark flowers. I got the crispier one. :D

In this picture is my kid brother, who was promoted to best man that day, helping me put on my tux jacket. He is having a hard time, since he rarely dresses up for anything. He has posted pics of himself presenting his projects to professional architects wearing a Cal sweater and flip-flops. Presented above is a cleaned-up version of him.

And look who decided to show up!? Haha, just kidding. Texting is Ms. Tortolita's older bro and in the background ready to kick someone's behind is her little bro. Very cool cats...

Anyways, once picture time was over it was already time to head out! To church?! Yes... to church! To standing there in front of everyone, waiting for like an hour for her to show up, imagining how she would look like coming down that aisle, thinking to myself how I better not cry when I see her, to walking back down that aisle together as a married couple, and to finally calling her my wife! Whew! But yea, that'll prolly be another post. :D

{All fotos by the fabulous Phoebe Joy}