Friday night was wedding #3 for my good friend Amanda. After a whirlwind courtship, Amanda married the ying to her yang, Heath. She makes a mess, he cleans it up. She's high maintenance, he's a laid-back skateboarder. She's loud, he's soft spoken. She never cries, and he cries at sappy movies.
They had a lovely little ceremony and open house at her parents' house here in Lincoln. Colby and I got all dressed up, and Carrie came from Norfolk to watch the kids. When we arrived about an hour early for the ceremony to help Amanda out, we discovered that the house was less than ready. Decorations were not done. Food and drink was not ready. Bride's mother was not ready. We spent a frantic hour washing platters for food, making punch, chilling champagne, lighting candles, putting out silverware and cups, and calming down the nervous mom of the bride.
After all was said and done, everything went great. Amanda and Heath got married and everyone had plenty of food and drink. One little girl broke her nose running up and down the steps, and Colby came to her rescue. Seriously, I don't think I've ever seen so much blood pour out of someone. We met some great new people, and we wish the best for Amanda and Heath as they enter the land of wedded bliss.
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