Alright bitches I am back and I am alive after my wedding adventure. So let me give you the lowdown on the event. Traveling was fine, I had a half day of work then Lauren and I drove to Pittsburgh flew from there to Hotlanta then from Hotlanta to Oklahoma City. The Bride and Groom to be were waiting at the gates for us and it was a wonderful reunion. That was Tuesday evening. Wednesday and Thursday were spent visiting and doing minor wedding chores…and mellowing out the grooms Mother who was on high wedding alert. We bottled barbeque sauce (which was the favor at the reception as well as a donation to a local charity for each person that attended), we also picked up Oklahoma paraphernalia for the out of town guests (they had boxes waiting for them when they checked into their hotel rooms…the boxes had all sorts of Oklahoma goodies).
Let me tell you Oklahoma is flat, I was informed by the native Okies that there were in fact mountains, but I am having a hard time believing it. Also, apparently Oklahoma is the home of the largest hill in the world…LOL. P.S. I was waiting to see my first tornado, I know it wasn’t tornado season but a boy can hope can’t he?!
It was nice being there a few days early to just catch up with the bride and groom. I haven’t seen the bride since she graduated college and the groom I saw last month at Homecoming. We played cards and just hung out, it was nice considering Thursday started the wedding madness.
Thursday we ran some errands and groomsmen, bridesmaids, family and friends started arriving. That night we had a progressive dinner with several of the bride’s family friends. Some of the friends had some old oil money and were a little on the high falutten side. We ended up at this trashy 80’s bar where Lauren and I (drunk) brought the funk and fun. We lit the place up if I do say so myself. We showed Oklahoma what Erie socialites can do. Afterwards we ended the night at another really down home backwater bar doing Irish Car Bombs and these delicious ice cold drinks called Lunch Boxes…they were WONDERFUL!!!!! They tasted like orange tic-tacs and were very refreshing. After that we retired because Friday would be the rehearsal dinner and Saturday was the wedding.
Saturday was a mess between tux fittings, laser tag with the groom his family and all the groomsmen, showers, and getting to the church on time it was just a packed day. The rehearsal dinner was wonderful the food good and the booze flowed. Afterwards we were went back to the brides home and had a nice get together. The women stayed inside and the men went outside to smoke stogies and drink rusty nails (Lauren hung out with the guys LOL). Then it was time to head to the hotel with the other groomsmen. Uuuumm the hotel rocked. It was built in 1911 and it was just cool. Check out some of the pics below.
This would be the piano bar we sat in!
Saturday the groomsmen had it pretty easy. We just had to get to the church early. The tuxes were still problematic but we made do. The wedding was beautiful. The bride was in this lovely lacy gown that complimented her beautifully…it had a certain Spanish feel to it.
The bride’s father, who is training to be a deacon, gave a reflection that was beautiful. The only problem with the whole ceremony was that the priest kept referring to the bride and groom finding each other due to their love of god. I could help but feel a little put off by that assumption. I mean, for myself, organized religion is not my cup of tea. But I think it takes a little romance out of finding true love by believing it was because you believed in god. I don’t know I just felt it makes finding love less of an adventure and more a chance based on your devotion to a higher being. Of course, considering my currently lack of romance and love life (yes I will talk some about Craig) perhaps I am wrong and I should start praying now before I age and become the proverbial cat lady/man.
After the ceremony came pictures all over Oklahoma City….it was a ton of fun but by the time we showed up at the reception I was exhausted and hungry. For the reception we were atop the tallest building in Oklahoma City, the Chase Building in the Devon Room of the Petroleum Club…needless to say it was breath taking. Let me paint a picture for you there was a live band which played all the old jazz standards. The bride and groom are dancing their first dance together to “Fly Me to the Moon” and as they are dancing the shades to the 15 foot windows go up to reveal a magnificent sunset over the city….I was stunned. It was just amazing; it felt like an old movie with a ton of glitz and glamour! (Check out some of the pics below) We ate and danced the night away and once the reception ended I found myself with a bunch of friends in our hotels piano bar. There we sat listening to great piano music, swilling our drinks and just having a great time.
This is just to give you an idea of the view from the Chase Building!
That would be our hotel!
I can’t seem to find anymore pics of the view…once I load my pics I took I’ll put a few more up.
Now I know what you’re asking, “did Sammy get an action,” the answer is no but there were some very cute groomsmen. But I have to say the highlight, in terms of hotness, was one of the friends of the family of the groom that came to Oklahoma. I met him when we went to play laser tag. It was really funny because I’m came ready to play all grunged up with ratty jeans and tennis shoes while some of the guys wore loafers etc. This guy, his name is Matt, was wearing loafers of some sort and skinny black jeans and didn’t look like the kind of guy who played laser tag. We exchanged pleasantries and conversation and after laser tag I didn’t see him until I was in an elevator going up to my room from brunch the next day. Again we chatted and I didn’t think anything of it…it wasn’t until we were sitting in the piano bar that I noticed how cute he was. It was an unconventional cute. He was built or had huge muscles…in fact he was tall and skinny, he had shortish brown hair, hazel eyes, a real nice smile, some stubble, and a kinda square chin…and he was wearing a bowtie. Not usually what I look for in a guy but I have to admit I was smitten. So we are sitting in the piano bar and I am there with a bunch of people I know who are friends of the bride and groom from college and Matt is just sitting there not talking to anyone. So I motion for him to come over and chat. There no actual chairs to sit in but more like over sized ottomans that we lounged on. So he comes over and I was standing up to move when he did something that was peculiar. My back was kinda turned to him and he takes his fingers and kinda presses them into my sides. It was, I don’t want to say weird, but not something I expected from him since we had met only a few days before. It was a personal kind of touch, at least for me. It wasn’t one of those fingers pressed into your sides to illicit a laughing fit or pain, it was just a quick squeeze with his first two fingers…maybe he was way of saying get the hell out of my way but wouldn’t that be a weird way to say it…anyway…it’s not a place many people just touch me there unless I know them. It’s kind of like the small of woman’s back. It made my head spin a little, and I ended up a little light headed, that a guy would get that close and personal with me especially considering we were just acquaintances. I have to admit it I liked it. So we sit and end up having a spectacular conversation. We talked about college, and writing, typewriters, period movies etc. It was everything I wanted in a conversation with a man that I could see myself dating. The conversation flowed easily, he was charming and I was swooning. I really think that if he had asked me to go back to his room I would have readily left the party. He is a Senior in college studying 19th century (or 18th century) French Lit and something else…he wants to be a college professor…I was on an intellectual high when he mentioned the kicker…he had girlfriend….son of a bitch. Just my luck…*Sammy shakes his head* So in my unrelenting politeness we chat about her…she is currently out of the country, I think in Russia or Germany…I can’t quite remember…or is it I didn’t care…oh well. She’s been gone for 6 months and all I could think was 6 months and in a different country…it would be okay for him to let off a little bit of steam, with me. No, no, no, I couldn’t be a home wrecker…but that doesn’t mean I didn’t want to be. As the night progressed we ended but being shuffled away from one another do to the flow of people. As the night closed I did manage to slip him my email address. What I’m allowed to have email correspondences with cute guys. One of the nice things though is that in November we have another reception for the bride and groom in the grooms home town that we are all invited too; I’ve got my fingers crossed that he will be there….please please please.
Okay so this is staring to become an increasingly longer post than I had intended. I know it can be a pain reading long posts…The trip back to Erie was wonderful and here I am today. I don’t want to over burden you guys with longs post….oh shoot I forgot about the other hot groomsman that I have a slight man crush on…okay I am going to post about that later this week. Now thinking about it I have a ton of things to post about….Joe this other groomsman, Craig, and I think I might even put up a flavors of the week post. Well I’m signing off for now but don’t fret I’ll be back.
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