3 weddings, 3 consecutive weekends. florida, wisconsin, north carolina. i love to travel but this wasn't as loose as it normally goes and certainly not as loose as i'd normally favor. schedules, dresses, make-up....fun for about 1/8 of a minute then tiresome and kind of gross. matt and i both commented at this last of the 3 that the whole "wedding process" and beach experience made us feel like impostors; we had no business being there or showing "support" and just felt uncomfortable. selfish i guess, but honest i guess as well?
last weekend joined this handsome inhuman human in north carolina for his dad's side cousin's wedding. beach wedding #2 this summer. very baptist, but very easy to look beyond since the groom was the happiest, most gleefully anticipatory i've ever seen.
on the beach in front of the house we stayed in....
clark family kite takes flight, then sinks into the ocean...
matt was really concerned about the 12 year old in china that designed this, not knowing that flippers and a surf board are a lose-lose combo and that tiger waves, though awesome to dream of, are only real in his paint fume induced hallucinations....
how unbearably cute is this new breed of christianity? the "god said it's okay for me to play god" variety. i just can't get enough i tell ya. even better....SPONSORED BY OUR VERY OWN MILITARY!!!!
this was hanging in a bar bathroom. between this type of poo smudge and "beach art" and the pastel wash of EVERYTHING around me and the most backward ideals of patriotism, i can firmly say that beach living is not for me, at least not in the US southeast.
i stood up in my childhood friend Nick's wedding this past weekend. So, based on that I think I'm good for the next year or so. Weddings take a lot of me. A few years back I went to 3 weddings in 3 months and it felt like a bit much. If that happens again, I might have to let a nice gift from Bed, Bath and Beyond do all the talking for me, you know?
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