It’s Saturday, I slept till noon, and will spend the afternoon catching up on blogs, catching up on DVR, and catching up on some running. That can only mean one thing…exam #2 is DONE. Two done, one more written and one oral to go. And I am a girl who knows how to celebrate (see day’s plan, above). Yesterday I went straight from my exam to my bestie’s, where I made celebratory TJ’s mac and cheese and she made a plum crisp, then we watched that new show Revenge—awesome—and met up with her brand new husband for a drink and a bite. Was out till 9 p.m. too. Jealous?
I’ve been meaning to post about their dreamy wedding, held at the groom’s dreamy family summer home, which is basically Kellerman’s from Dirty Dancing + sailing and lots of glorious gorgeous ocean.



(this was the house I stayed at with a group of friends. basically my dream house, so i think i’ll buy it once i get my next paycheck)
Their first look. If I were a happy/emotional crier, I would have cried tears of happiness and/or emotion.
Plus the reception featured four of my favorite things: St. Germain, pumpkin ravioli, pumpkin whoopie pies, and a ROCKING DJ.
As Best Woman, I gave a speech during the rehearsal dinner. In poem-form. At least three people, including the bride’s college-aged brother, came up to me afterwards and asked if I was an English teacher. What gave it away???? The tweed vest, the glasses? The loafers? The bun? Because I rhymed zest with behest? I’ll share it here so the bride can cherish it forever in an online format.
There once once a boy who didn’t wear shoes,
Who listened to Phish and would rather sail than cruise.
And there was a girl he met one winter day
Comfy in loafers, fond of Kohs and Tar-jay
They dated and fell in love topsy turvey
Faster than he could say “Hoist the scurvy”
“Jamba the Juice! Boom the poop deck leak!!”
And other such things in his nautical speak.
The girl was impressed! This fellow’s legit
And I think I even like Phish a little bit
Together they toiled and worked on their careers
He fixed the young ‘uns and she granted them college years
Life isn’t easy, for real, no fooling
And a Master’s from [his university] is nothing but grueling
A career change for her opened a new door
(Though she’s sad not to work with a [mylastname] anymore)
A fact everyone knows and believes quite true
Is that these two can accomplish anything they choose to
Together they laugh and seek adventure with zest
While saving the youth on the nation’s behest
So raise your glass, your wine, champagne or beers
To offer these two our deepest of cheers
We’re so happy you chose each other to cherish
And if I could give you one thing it would be this wish:
That forever you’re happy, forever you feel joy
Forever you find adventure to which you say Ahoy!
I love you both and am happy to say
Congratulations and cheers for your wedding day!
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Here all night, folks. Wocka wocka.
Also, the bride and I stayed up late a couple nights before the wedding, crafting.

These flags were attached to an actual sailboat which was then filled with ice and bottled beer during the cocktail hour. ..Right??? Awesome. Love you guys!!
Oh what’s that picture? Nothing major. Just voted BEST FRIENDS in the class superlatives section of the yearbook, class of 1998. By a jury of our peers. That’s all. No biggie.



Hahaha, one of my favorite posts! By a jury of our peers…you’re too funny!
one of the best toasts ever–how sweet and funny. looks like such a fun wedding!
Well, I am an emotional/teary-eyed kind of person and your poem made me get a little weepy…in my cubicle. Congrats to Jill!
I forgot to comment on this a few days back. This is a great post. Thank you!!!
p.s. in that superlative photo, that is a scrunchie on my wrist. jus sayin