My weekend in South Carolina was full of fun and devoid of sleep.
I was going to go full on into detail and dictate every second of my trip, then I remembered I suck at writing. I'll sum it up.
Late flight out of LAX made it so we got to South Carolina around 11 pm instead of 2pm like we were supposed to. I met my niece and brother's girlfriend for the first time, and love them both. Half of Saturday was spent babysitting, the other half was spent doing the rehearsal and stuffing my face with pizza, and watching UFC. Mashida shouldn't have won.
Sunday, after about 3 hours of sleep, we were forced to wake up. Showered and.. stuff.. we went to the venue to get ready and set up. I was the first to get my hair and make up done. The lady put a freaking bumpit in my hair, and I'm really disappointed I let her do it. She also put clown makeup on me. But whatever. Not my wedding, and the bride liked it.
We took pictures at about 4, and the ceremony started at 6. After that, we all walked over to the reception where we got mini sandwiches and vegetables for dinner, because the caterer scammed my brother and sister in law. For 1,000 dollars. But no worries, they're suing, and the food was good anyway.
On to the dancing.. can I just say I don't really enjoy dancing? Not with other people at least. But I did. My brother yanked me out there once, and so did my grandma and dad, as well as Amber's grandfather.
At 11, everything was over and we all headed back to the house, where no one would go to sleep, or let me go to sleep. So, I just didn't sleep, and we left at 3am for the flight back to Houston, which was luckily on time. At Houston, we waited a few hours for the flight to LA. Once on it, I was in heaven. There were TVs in the back of every seat with DirecTV. Then we got a meal, and beverage of choice. Best flight ever, and I took some pictures. In fact, here are some pictures from the weekend.