Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Another weekend, another wedding

 Sometimes during wedding season, it feels like I am attending a weekend every other weekend.  Now, don't get me wrong I love a good wedding, but every once in a while I just get tired.  Usually each wedding requires a drive back to my parent's house or a trip somewhere else, sometimes a hotel, and a gift.  The cost can sometimes add up.  I need to start budgeting in weddings in my monthly budget because I just like them so much that I keep going.

I think it's the happiness and joy that you can feel.  The bright outlook as two people join their lives together.  I especially love watching the bride and groom saying their vows.  Although the ceremony is filled with their friends and family, the look in their eyes is one of adoration and it's almost is if they have completely forgotten about the audience and are only focusing on each other.  Or maybe that is just the hopeless romantic in me.

And who could forget the food, beer, and dancing that occurs after the ceremony?  Would you judge me if I told you that was my favorite part?

On September 17, my cousin Michael married his beautiful bride Katie.  It was a gorgeous day-not too hot, not too cold-and the sky was slightly overcast.  Ironically, the couple now lives in Chicago, not far from me, but we all had to make the trip back to Iowa, for the wedding in Dubuque.

The ceremony was held at the Dubuque Arboretum with all it's beautiful flowers.

The groom's nieces and nephews (my cousin's kids) had front row seats as they were guests of honor after passing out the program and bubbles.  Mya gave me evil grins when I attempted to take her picture.


After the seating of the mothers, the groom waited patiently for his bride.


He even sang a song to her.  Presh.


The new Mr. & Mrs. Bries.


Afterwards, plenty of family pictures ensued.  Including a whole Neiers family picture and this little gem. That's my cousin Jill with her hubby and two kids.  


My immediate family attempted to take a picture as well.  This picture pretty much sums up how I feel about my brother.


Notice how nicely my brother and my mom are dressed.  


That's because I dressed both of them.  I am apparently the fashion expert of my family.  Note: I did not pick out my dad's outfit.  His shirt may very well be 10 years old, but didn't you know, color-blocking is making a fashion comeback?  So he is still in style.  Sorry Dad, you look nice, but I am making a note to buy you a new shirt for Christmas.

I didn't dress the Farmer either. Usually he is pretty good about picking things that look good with each other except for that one time when he wore stripes on stripes (you don't see a picture of his pants because he was really upset with me for pointing it out).  


My family always has a hard time taking pictures.  Apparently no one can shut up for long enough to smile.  And in the above the Farmer has his eyes closed.  In the one below, my mom, dad, and brother all look like they are talking.  Grrr.  Hey, at least I look good...right? Right?














The reception was held at the Grand River Center which has beautiful views over the Mississippi River.  The Farmer took a few pictures with me.


Then forced me to take pictures of him in tune with the saying "Got a little Captain in ya?"


The Farmer always gets irritated when I insist we take pictures together so I will just take pictures of myself. See, who needs you?



The reception was a great time and I definitely had my fair share of Blue Moon, dancing, and the world's most delicious cake balls.  Good thing my momma was there to drive my sorry a' home ;)

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