Friday, October 16, 2009

The Massachusetts Wedding...Read at your own Risk!

Well...I think it has been about 2 months since my last blog posting. Since then, husband and I have traveled to Massachusetts for his younger sister's wedding, enjoyed some cooler weather in the valley of the sun and all in all have enjoyed the end of summer.

The wedding in Massachusetts was very nice and even hurricane Danny couldn't put a damper on my enjoyment of the "festivities," and by "festivities" I mean the endless hosted supply of Jack and diet coke. - Yes, I am the holiday drunk...I'm pretty sure that I will only be invited to husband's family functions when social conventions dictate that I must. My only words of advice to any girl out there trying desperately to change a the in-laws impression of you...do not attempt to channel Ren McCormack's wickedly awesome dance moves while wearing a strapless dress...unless you trying to show everyone your boobs...I noticed my the SIL did not post any pictures of me on her website so I'm sure she is impressed, I know the random groomsman dancing near me was.

Maybe these New Englanders just need a Montana girl to show them how to party...

Needless to say, I was excited to get home; I don't think I ate much of anything solid for the entire trip. The night before the plane took off for Phoenix, I ordered a chicken sandwich with a summer salad, a plate of seasoned french fries and a vat of dipping sauces via room service. I settled in on the bed with a diet coke and Sex and the City on HBO. I probably should have stuck to the virgin diet coke all weekend. I have to go to Connecticut in December for my final wedding of the year...I think I will stick with water - I don't want to be 86'd from New England entirely.

3 comments:

autumndaesy said...

See, in most places, (like New England) a cash bar is extremely tacky. In Montana, however, we see an open bar so rarely no one would expect you to resist the siren call! In MT, it's not a good reception until someone has vomit on their jeans. (They are, of course, all wearing jeans.) You're not a drunk...just part hick. It's part of what they love about you! ;)

Holly said...

I would have loved to see your dance! Are you sure it's not on YouTube somewhere? Just kidding, I agree with Autumn. You're just a good ol' fashion Montana girl. Believe me, I've had more than my share of embarassing moments although my partner in crime is usualy Jose Cuervo! At least the authorities weren't called in...remember our lovely neighbors in Missoula (are we on COPS?)

Lily said...

At least you can blame being drunk--the last time I started busting out MJ moves, I was dead sober. Not that anyone believed me. ;) Wish I could have joined you in all your Montana girl splendor.