My favorite part of weddings is when the pictures are over, the bar opens, and it goes from a classy, traditional affair to a drunken dance party/orgy. This one was no exception. The ceremony was beautiful, and the reception was completely ridiculous.
I have no pictures from Friday night, but there is video. Of me. Onstage. Singing Journey's "Don't Stop Believin" with an eighties cover band in front of way too many people - and a lot of coworkers, most of whom have barely ever heard me talk. I may have to quit my job. I'm never going to live it down.