T and S: Bestie J gets married!

I went to Utah last weekend to see Bestie J get married. It was a short trip and yet I managed to get in many things and see my favorite people.

Niece M did my hair (maybe you can't see, but there are about 7 little barrettes throughout my hair).

I hung out with USC Bestie J and her husband (we got J-Dawgs!). They are fabulous people. A side note: J's husband took this photo and he is super tall so it looks like we are short. Another side note: USC Bestie J is pregnant and showing (definitely pregnant showing, not "I gained five pounds and am wearing a too tight shirt") hence the "bumpalicious" shirt, but she totally looks not pregnant at all in this photo!

I went to IHOP with Besties M and H. Yeah, it was early. We met at 7:45 a.m. and we were all on time. FYI: IHOP is dead before 9:00 a.m. on the weekend.

And I had a fabulous lunch with my family! My sister M's family (the boy in the doorway is not an outcast - he's a cousin just trying to see what's going on).

Brother D and his son, Wolverine.

The always fabulous R family.

I love this photo because it's like Uncle J is humoring me, "Yes, S, we think you have super big muscles."

Aunt D! So glad she came!

With Baby E. The first day she was totally giving me the stink eye, but the second day she liked me! I know it doesn't really look like it here (she just woke up from a nap), but I promise she did (as evidenced by all the hand and face marks left on my shirt).

Brother B's family. Ask Niece L to show you her magic trick with the coins. It was actually really good!

The girls played dress up. It made me happy because I LOVED playing dress up at Grandma P's and now my old dresses are the dress up clothes!

I spy the purple dress I wore for brother B's wedding, one of my old (and washed!) sleep masks, my dyed purple heels, and my sheer polka dot curtains.

And while I love all these people, the best part of the weekend was seeing this wedding.

Everything was SO classy and beautiful - the bride, the flowers, the decorations, the food, the reception hall, the love... everything was wonderful.

T didn't come with me to Utah, so Bestie M was my quasi wedding date. It worked because we are both hot and ridiculously awesome.

J's dress was amazing!

Their first dance made me cry. It's not a surprise though because I also cried when J walked down the aisle, when they said their vows, and later when J danced with her dad. Crying is just what I do at weddings (though usually not that much - I just really love J!).

We didn't let the groom monopolize the bride all night though - Bestie M and I both danced with her, too!

J's bustle broke shortly after she danced with her dad, but she handled it like a champ. Later the groom improvised a sash type thing from a chair tie to help keep her long skirt up.

J had a photobooth! The exact same photobooth I had at my wedding! Of course we got some amazing photos. I'll toss them up on the bloggy sometime next week after I scan them in.

Dancing buddies!

I told J that I would dance at her wedding and I did. And it wasn't pretty. I have "white man's disease" which is the number one killer of rhythm. But you better believe I danced to every song (okay, I didn't dance to the slow songs or this one crazy line dance that I had never seen before). I felt okay looking like a dancing idiot because I really only knew the bride, her family and two other people so I had no image to maintain and I would never see any of those other people again.

The dancing was a ton of fun - there was the YMCA, a conga line, boot scootin' boogie, shimmying by the bride's mom, and lots of hair tossing. Towards the end, there were only about five of us out on the dance floor so it was our own private dance party. I just really hope none of my terrible dancing ends up on their wedding video!

They had a sparkler send off and I went home smiling and sweaty. I give J's wedding an A++.

The next day I spent some time with T's family. I forgot to charge the battery of the real camera so it died. But there is always the iPhone camera!

Kids are messy. And this was before we ate dinner! They are still super adorbs, though. (Twin B left, E right)

The girls totally know how to use their fingers to swipe on the iPhone. All three were trying to swipe at the same time so we spent a lot of time going back and forth between the same two photos. Then we took some classic self photos. (Twin H on left (she's not that big, it's just the angle), A on right)

The newest grandbaby on T's side. He was so tiny!

The cute parents of that cute baby boy.

The twins and A (and obviously her baby brother) still don't really know who I am, but G and E do and they think I'm fun. Because I am fun. Anyway, I was commanded by G to eat dinner with him and E so I did and it was fabulous. Little boys are a lot of fun. Plus, it's fun to be adored.

The cute parents of G, E, and the twins. G wanted to me to take a ton of photos of him shooting. I did so he would keep thinking I was cool. Mission accomplished.

On Monday morning I just hung out with my parents and it was awesome! Well, we didn't just do nothing. My mom hemmed a pair of my pants, sewed a button onto my shorts, and made me a new purse lining. My dad unpicked the back pockets on my shorts that were sewn shut. And I provided the entertainment.

We took a bunch of self photos together: one with my mom's real camera, three with my iPhone, and two with my dad's Windows phone. The ones I took were the worst, but I don't have access to the other cameras so here you go - a blurry iPhone photo!