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24.6.05

Day-of, prior to.

so if you want to get a manicure or a pedicure in central indiana, what you have to do is go to wal-mart, because apparently there is nowhere else to go, but the Den of Evil has a nail salon inside instead of an eyeglasses place, like ours. so. me and mom and the new-almost-MIL and my actual-cousin-once-removed-in-law (no, i'm not kidding) and my almost-aunt-in-law and my almost-grandmother-in-law and my almost-cousin-in-law all went and some of us got manicures (me, french) and some of us got pedicures and some of us got both (but i'd had a pedicure the previous week) and they wouldn't take reservations and it took For.e.ver. and while the wal-mart nail salon still has only southeast asians who all spoke a particular alternate language in common employed there (which i found a little weird) they didn't do a particularly good job on my french manicure, and in fact i did a far better job two weeks later (i.e., saturday morning) before the texas reception, and i kind of like knowing that i do a better french manicure (by far) than the chick in the nail salon, but it's a nail salon in a wal-mart in central indiana so it's not like it counts for anything.

So it took ages, but was fun all the same, i guess, and then we had to rush home and everyone had already eaten at the yellow house so i went down to the root beer stand all by myself, thinking, if i was gonna pull a jenifer wilbanks, this is when i would do it. i'm not good at eating alone. but. so. oh and while i was getting my nails done m was i guess downloading like 17 versions of pachelbel's canon in D to play prior to the ceremony? like an hour of it, i guess. so that m's grandma would not have to rush in to some crazy thing or something. because we'd been lucky enough to land on an unsecured wireless network at the yellow house, and even though i'd made a perfectly good cd of cello type stuff (alternating yo-yo ma and apocalyptica, i.e., the finnish cellists that cover metallica, though they have branched out now to selected other bands too) and i brought my lunch back to the yellow house and we sat on the little patio for a bit and then went inside and did hair and makeup (which wasn't really anything that complicated - but i think it was lancome mascara? maybe? some expensive waterproof mascara and boy, were they not kidding, it was waterproof. i could have gone swimming in it) and got everything and dashed off to the wedding location, namely, the summer camp of the culver academy, and not the mess hall as originally planned (bastards, but it worked out well for me, so screw off) but the building next to it which had turned out to be easier to decorate anyway and also had a nicer outdoors. and we had set up a little green room with the partitions to change behind and stuff, and i got dressed, and m had got dressed at the house (because you can wear a suit in a car for five minutes and not have it look all wrinkley and sad when you come out) and we were going to take pictures, only it was raining a little bit, and it stopped raining, and then it was raining again, and by the way for anyone getting married in indiana our photographer was awesome! we love her!, and we managed to get a pretty good quanitity of the pictures in, and then people started arriving and i had to hide in the basement. No, i'm not kidding. And m got to go outside and hug everybody already and so not fair!

Labels: wedding

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