So my weekend started early, when on Friday night I talked to superiorcap
and wished him luck on his interviews in Delaware this weekend. "We'll miss you," I said, "but good luck." After that, lots of phone calls, people arriving, and the transfer to our "home base," my parents' house for Saturday dinner and the rest of the evening. That in and of itself was vastly pleasant and very relaxing. Which is good, because the actual event was anything but!
The day of the event started early at my parents' house, where nuranar
, Matt, and I slept. I didn't take a lot of pictures of the morning because a) it was morning and b) I spent most of the prep time ironing tablecloths on the floor of one of the side rooms at the mansion. At some point toward the end of our prep period, Gwendolyn went upstairs to change. I was doing something that now completely escapes me in the dining room, turned around, and nearly roused the dead with my shriek. Who should appear in the foyer but our very own superiorcap
, Tyler Putman? I was on the first floor; they heard me pounding up the stairs and screaming for Gwendolyn up on the third floor in the ballroom (I was told this later by several people on separate occasions.)
Well. That set the tone for the day being pretty much absolutely perfect, so that being said, I'm just going to do the whole pictures-and-brief-commentary thing to spare you all a blow-by-blow of a ten-hour event.
Taking tickets.( Prep time and People Photos )( Dancing Photos )
Everybody! Of immediate acquaintance, that is.( Group Photos )
The Lieutenant. (Mike)( Plain old good photography )
And then we went to the beach to watch the sunset.