Saturday, May 23, 2009
The Day Before
The day before the wedding was a huge rush. I left the house early, arriving in Lancaster by eight in the morning. After I'd arrived and unloaded the cookies and the bike, it was time to get down to work. First, Jillian and I had to choreograph and practice our dance. We had grand plans for our first dance, but we hadn't had enough time to work them through. After spending about two hours on it, with plenty of interruptions in the middle, we'd finally had a successful run through. That was going to have to be good enough.
One of our principle interruptions was Jester. Jester had been to Men's Wearhouse and had been measured. However, he realized yesterday that his tux was being picked up in Frederick and not in Lancaster. We hastily arranged a plan where David was going to pick up Jester at Harrisburg, drive with him back to Frederick, and then go to Lancaster. This morning, we realized that plan wasn't going to work. Then we saw Jester's second mistake. He had a layover at Dullas. If he'd thought about it ahead of time, he could have changed his flight so that it ended at Dullas, which is right near Frederick. David could have picked him up there, taken him to get his tux, and all would have been good. Due to a shortness in time, we decided that David would pick up the tux and Jillian's father would pick up Jester in Harrisburg. Safety pins would hopefully fix any tux fit problems.
Jester arrived mid morning, and David arrived some time later. Jester was put to work putting chairs out and picking up ice, and David and Andrew (Jillian's brother) were put to work washing the cars. Unfortunately, we were a little short a hose, so they ended up using a large bucket filled with water. While they were out washing, David's girlfriend helped us out by making a "Just Married" sign for our bike.
After the cars were washed, the sign was made, the chairs were out, the ice was bought, and the dance was choreographed, we had a few hours until the rehearsal. Three of us promptly took naps on the couches in the couches in the living room. There may be a picture of me on Flickr, sound asleep.
Everything went well at the rehearsal, except that we couldn't stop laughing when I was asked if I took Jillian both "in sickness and in health." After six years of frisbee injuries, including months on crutches, it seemed amusing to consider being together in both sickness and health. But the rehearsal was tiring, since we were starving.
Which was fine, since afterward we went back to Jillian's parent's house for dinner. The food was delicious. Afterward some people wanted to take the pino for a ride and it wasn't long before it started to feel like a carnival ride. To see all of those pictures, just click on the bike picture at left and look through the Flickr photos.
After dinner it was off to the mini golf course. There were an awful lot of us, so we formed a number of groups. Just like we did in Georgia, my group decided to play challenge mini golf. In this version, various punishments are doled out, depending on how well you play. Before the end, we'd spoken in ridiculous accents, ridden our clubs like horses, used clubs like canes in Broadway shows, spoken only in questions, become tour guides and spoken only like sports announcers.
After golf we all split apart, and half of us decided to have a "bachelor party" by going out downtown. However, since our designed driver was under 21 we ended up at a Damon's Grill by the mall. It ended up being perfect, since it wasn't loud or busy, giving us a great space to relax at the end of a long day.
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