Two Weddings and a Hangover

We were in Corpus again this past weekend. Two of Neal's friends were getting married. I love weddings! Not sure if because its much more fun going to a wedding with a special someone or if its the excitement of our upcoming wedding. I think its the latter. The first one we went to was at 4:00. It's really funny because it was a lot like ours is going to be, at least the wedding part. Black bridesmaids dresses, calla lillies, blue accents. At least I know I like it. The reception was the first one I had been to where people brought coolers of beer in. Hey, whatever works! We missed the second wedding which started at 7:00 but were able to make it to the reception for a little while. Somewhere along the course of the evening, I thought it would be a good idea to drink a little vodka, then some wine, then some beer. Not thinking is more like it. I was very nauseous most of the day on Sunday. You can tell I'm way out of the drinking game because a professional would never have mixed all of that. Lesson learned: I'm not as young as I once was and hangovers hurt 100 times worse in in your 30s. Luckily, Neal drove home while I slept and even started laundry when we got home. Cheese alert: I really love him more and more everyday. We booked part of our honeymoon over the weekend too. We know we have flights to Costa Rica but still trying to decide on a hotel. It becomes more and more real each day too.