This past weekend, I attended my second wedding of the summer. I technically was a "plus one," as Nick was a groomsman, but I've been blessed to know the couple, Andy and Christina, since Nick and I started dating.
We had a blast.
The weekend began with the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner on Friday evening. The rehearsal went off without a hitch, and it gave some time for me and Emily to chat (her boyfriend Kevin was also in the wedding party)!
Andy and Christina are two of the most love-filled people I know. The entire weekend was solely about the love they had for each other--and the love we all had for them. When you get that much love in a room, joy is bound to occur.
The rehearsal dinner, however, was ah-maze-ing. No, really.
It was better than some of the weddings I've attended! It was Western-themed, so I got to wear
my favorite boots (woot!), and the food was yummy but low-key (brisket, potato salad, peach cobbler,
Blue Bell, and cupcakes with
yellow roses of Texas on them...
totally awesome). It wasn't the dinner that made the experience, though, it was the blast of a time we had.
After we sat and ate [and the awkward five minutes where I was standing while everybody else was sitting because I had already asked the bartender for a drink when Andy's dad asked us to sit down, and I hadn't received my drink so I waited and he just stared disapprovingly at me and I turned into the reddest beet possible], the DJ turned on some amazing tunes and taught us how to line dance.
I can now officially say I can boot scoot boogie.
We danced the evening away, so much that my feet were sore after being in my boots far too long, Nick was feeling physiologically weak from dehydration, and I lost at least 3lbs that evening alone. Kidding, but only kind of.
[Total sidenote, if you're in the Dallas/Fort Worth area (or even anywhere in Texas, it appears) and you need a DJ,
I strongly and highly recommend Joel Morris with PartyTimeTexas. He was professional, appropriately hilarious, and so much fun. There was never a dull moment, and after Jake gave his speech about Kenya, Joel played the song "Africa" by Toto. No joke. I don't need a DJ, but I feel immense need to pimp him out because I loved his DJing so much.]
A little Macarena photo strip of Em, Kevin, Jake (Nick's old roomie and another groomsman), and his girlfriend Merrit.
Nick (sans the cowboy hat he was wearing and awkward bandana he had in his shirt) and I looking only slightly sweaty from dancing our butts off.
If for any reason you doubted the amount of dancing that went on, here's a small collage of how much fun we had.
(We dance like nobody is watching, even when someone is taking photos!)
Saturday morning, Emily and I went shopping because I wanted a new dress for the wedding. I've lost a little less than 17lbs since the middle of February (woot!) which is great, but I only have two wedding-appropriate dresses that fit (and one I wore two weeks ago to a wedding). I brought it as a back-up, but was hoping to find a new inexpensive dress that I could wear to weddings.
Insert Ann Taylor Outlet in Plano, Texas, and Sarah finds a dress and two pairs of shoes on super-sale. Double woot!
It was the first store we went to (for those who don't know me, about 85% of my clothes are Ann Taylor, LOFT, or the outlet versions of those stores), then we went to the Banana Republic outlet and Emily found a gorgeous dress at a great price too! Success!
Emily and I in our new dresses
The wedding ceremony was beautiful.
Andy and Christina, totally in love:
The singers sang a song titled, "The Prayer," when God decided to let the couple know he approved by shining the most joyous ray of sunshine straight through the stained glass window.

Because they had a professional photographer and I was conscious about it, I had my flash off--hence my awkardly blurry photo. However, here's Nick and his gorgeous bridesmaid Rachel (you may recognize her as
the woman who taught me how to play racquetball, or
as one of my Church Under the Bridge besties) walking down the aisle after the ceremony. Rachel has been in graduate school at Oxford (my friends are geniuses!) so I haven't seen her in a year! You can bet that an amazing reunion occurred.
The reception was at an
Italian restaurant in Dallas called Maggiano's, and the entire top floor was reserved. I had never heard of the restaurant (but considering I'm not a Dallas native and I've been to the city all of four-ish times, this isn't surprising), but it was amazingly good, the staff was attentive, and the ballroom was
beautiful.
Our table settings:

The gorgeous centerpieces:

The wedding cake (you can see the amazing chandeliers in the mirror in the background):
The Kenya room, in which the groom's cake resided (along with some Kenyan decorations). Andy and Christina got engaged in Kenya last year (their second trip to Kenya together), so it is special to them. In this room was also a Cuban cigar roller (kid you not) and a Cognac bar. (I didn't get a picture of the third room, which housed a zillion desserts and a candy bar. Sadly, I left my bag of candy on the table as I rushed out to say bye to the couple, but my hips are thanking me.)
My dreamy boyfriend and me, at the reception (my mom's fav. pic of us of the weekend):
And a full-body picture (see my awesome new sale shoes?!) which is my fave. Also, notice how I only come up to his chin, even when I'm wearing heels?!
I didn't catch the bouquet (I postulate that Christina threw it up, not back, which is soooo not a bouquet toss), and jokingly complained about it. Nick, with his freakishly long arms, was able to swat the football with the garter wrapped around it away from the other men, and came out with a victory.

Win!
I feel like this post is along enough so I'll limit the photographs to this, but if you want to see more, check out the Facebook album on my page titled "Eat, drink, and be married, friends!"
What'd you do this weekend?!