Our friends {Station's friend} got married this weekend and it was beautiful. We nearly didn't make it because of the U game. {Kyle, don't tell}. We rush and barely made it there. We were both aching for water or any sort of drink to sooth our thirsty mouths. but there wasn't anything. we didn't really look that hard.
After the ceremony we found some sweet drinks and Station began to stack them. like the good old days. when i rushed in to help my hand shoved every last bottle down. everyone laughed and i figured i just wouldn't touch them again. i have shaky hands. but i guess i just couldn't keep my grimy fingers off the masterpiece because when i stood to take a picture i thundered my hip into the table like i was on hallucinogens. jk. and they came a tumbling down. the good news is, there is a picture of my face {and claire's}. bad news is i don't have it. so here is what i do have.
of all the beautiful things i could have taken a picture of and this is what i choose every time. must be love.
things like this make dillan happy.
my great job.
