Brendon Small has finally tied the knot. Mrs. Small is now officially a Mrs.
I uploaded all the pictures to a flickr album so I hope that it works. You can see them here.
It took place Saturday, on St. Patty’s Day. Everything went amazing, so I figured it was time to upload some pictures for the dope.
I grabbed a lot of these off my sister’s camera and some off of our friends Facebook (wedding reception pictures) - so there may be more in a day or two…
Aww, I love looking at people’s wedding pix (except mine, since they remind me of how ancient I am). Thanks for sharing! You two are very cute together.
Best wishes for a lifetime of love to you and your bee-yoo-tee-ful bride!
I did not look at every photo, but I did at least find one “groom with the deer-in-the-headlights look.” Married dopers, don’t your wedding photos have that one? The other one I’m sure Brandon has in his collection is “bride and groom so tired their eyes are glazing over even though they’re trying really hard to be gracious to all their guests.”
And all those darling toddlers? That’s your future, Mr. & Mrs. Small.
Let me just add…BRANDON! IT’S YOUR HONEYMOON! DON’T YOU HAVE BETTER THINGS TO BE DOING?
I love the deer in the headlights picture! I think there is some with my eyes all glassy, but it’s not from being tired. Poor Mrs. Small had to take care of me.
Of course, the darling toddlers is gonna be our future in August. We get that gift pretty soon.
Also, the honeymoon-ness - I had to come back today and take my English Lit Survey final. It wasn’t too bad, but all my classes ended by thursday last week except this one, so Mrs. Small picked up a couple shifts at work and we are heading out tomorrow night at midnight for Florida. So far, the married life has been exactly the same - we ate chinese, I went to class, met her at work and ate Italian for dinner…same as always. The only different part is that I have a ring on my finger and so does she - plus it’s official now, not just two crazy kids shackin up together…heh
We thought that I had it scheduled after finals. I was completely wrong. I went off the papers for a class I had and the teacher had to leave a week early, so I was off a week when we planned the whole shindig.
Of course, in Southern Ohio, we fit right in…not really, but her sister (a senior in high school) brought a friend to the wedding (another senior in high school) who was 6 months pregnant…
Crazy kids…
We at least waited until we were (almost) out of college - Mrs. Small’s doesn’t count because she’s working on her master’s now.
Heavens! I didn’t mean THAT! (I’m from WV, so I thoroughly understand the stereotypes, although you’d have to be Mrs. Small’s first cousin to really make it work.)
I just meant being 8-9 months pregnant in July and August in S. Ohio’s lovely, soupy heat and humidity. Gaaaaah!
You’re right…I heard the stereotypes a lot lately though…hell, even Mrs. Small made some jokes about a Shotgun Wedding - even though we’ve lived together for almost 2 and half years and dated a while longer - but it’s all in good fun. The best part is, the hospital down here has a care center with a pool and a “pregnant ladies swim class” that she’s in so it’s only a block from the house, and back home my parents keep us a place to stay that’s the room by the pool…so we’ll survive. She’s also addicted to AC.
Luckily, her workmates are also addicted to air conditioning - not I. I get to work in that warm, steamy kitchen alllll summer. Glad she hasn’t traded me jobs yet.
Also, going from WV to Northern Ohio - what a jump! Woo Hoo! heh.
I forgot to add this on edit. I have offered her countless times to become a doper. I even offered to pay for it last year so she could post, but she just likes other things. I can’t imagine going a day without reading it, and she couldn’t imagine ever reading it. Maybe that’s ok, since she keeps my non-dope life in order…
It’s a Kegstand. You get flipped upside down and drink as much as possible from the tap. Not the smartest thing, but when you’re already gone, it’s wonderful. I think I did two that night…