It’s been a long long day and I still haven’t had much to drink, I’m waiting till the dances are done then I’m going to cut loose a bit. It’s been nothing but hugs and smiles and handshakes and everybody stopping us cuz they want to say hi and beautiful speeches and I am pooped. It’s a fantastic wedding. I’m still nervous about my dance even though I’m tired as f***. But in a moment after I watch two minutes of chainsmoker cat. I’m going to head back out there and try my hardest not to fall on my ass on a lumpy dance floor outside. Wish me luck.


Fifteen hours!?!?!?!? Good grief! Well however much you have left, good luck!
Finally winding down, the choreographed dance we’ve been practicing for two months went great, I messed up placement but no one noticed cause we boxed back to the correct spot in time. I actually screwed up my back good this morning sleeping wrong so I was worried I wouldnt get to do it. But the acetomenophin did it’s job and we nailed it. Thank God.