Last weekend we traveled to the Big Town of Clifton, Texas for the wedding of Freddy's friend and fraternity brother, Brad Obenhaus, aka Obie.
Clifton, for those of you who don't know, has two stoplights, a Dairy Queen and Chicken Express...plus all of the local hangouts like Johnny's, where Freddy and Hag at at twice on Saturday.
Despite the size of the town and simplicity of the route from the church to the rehearsal dinner, we (the city folk) still managed to get lost, forcing the entire group to wait on us to eat.
The wedding was beautiful and comical at the same time. When the bride made it to the end of the aisle, instead of standing next to her husband-to-be, she released her father's arm, yelled "Hold on" (or something similar) and darted to the door beside the stage. She was followed by her mother and some other women only to emerge a few minutes later, ready to get married. The problem? Her zipper had come undone. She handled it much better than I would have. I would have cried, but she simply laughed and played it off.
It was also very nice to see so many friends come in for the occasion.
Obie and the AGRs, minus Morgan who had already left for the evening.
Matt and Megan
Andrew and Kacie
Here's to Brother Obie.
Me and Freddy. By this point in the evening I had already discovered that I was wearing both earrings in one ear.
Morgan and Rachel. That's as much as I could get him to open his eyes.