Friday night Jeramy and I went up to his dad's house. He helped him work on his Mustang while Vickie and I went to visit Scott in the hospital. Afterward we had a late dinner and didn't get home until around 10pm. Scott, by the way, got out of the hospital on Saturday and is now at Jim and Vickie's recovering. I think the doctor is a little crazy to let somebody out of the hospital 3 days after putting a metal rod in their back, but hospitals are usually quick to get rid of people on Medicaid due to poor reimbursement.
Anyhow, then came Saturday, which meant the redneck wedding of the year...er, I mean our friends Clint and Amy's wedding. Given the significance of such an event, we all decided bookend the occasion with both a pre- and after-party, which made for an all day event.
Now of course, you probably know those Jeff Foxworthy "You might be a redneck if" jokes. Well now using Clint and Amy's wedding as an example, I've come up with a new series of jokes that start with "You might not want to get married if". In this case, if the pastor asks if the bride and groom did anything nice for each other that day and the guests erupt in laughter, you might not want to get married. Or maybe that's a Bill what's-his-face "Here's your sign" joke. In either case, this is a true story. And the poor pastor was quite taken aback by our unexpected laughter, and try to recover by saying, "Well at least you both showed up today".
Oh, and by the way, never trust Jeramy with wedding reception decorations...
And yes, that is a plastic ring in his nose. Amazing how much that stands out in that picture.
Sunday I had lunch with my friend Jessie and then we went to our friends Brian and Shanna's for a BBQ because her dad and stepmom, who we had never met, were in town. We managed to squeeze in grocery shopping before getting home and crashing.
So now it's Monday and I'm left wondering what happened to Saturday and Sunday!
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