My Sister's Wedding

The happy couple making their grand entrance. Most of the night involved Jane hamming it up for the camera and dragging Sean along (I think at one point he tripped and Jane kept going).

Good luck buddy!

The happy couple with my mother, father, and some family friends.

Old friends from Northern Cali. I'm smushed in the front row.

Cheating on my "fiance"

My sister Jane got hitched on friday. This is the first out of three girls. My other sister Hanah is suitably engaged (please note, I'm the youngest sister). So this is the conversation with me and one of my aunts:

Me: Hi Auntie!
Auntie: Where is your fiance?
Me: He is morbidly obese, and he couldn't get on the plane. He also is lopsided.
Auntie: A fat man? You should not marry a fat man!
Me: Is this really worth arguing about?
Auntie to my mom: She is very strange, I think you should worry about her.

Later...

Auntie #2: You are dancing with too many boys.
Me: ?!
Auntie#2: I thought you had a fat fiance who couldn't get on the plane.

The rest of 2 hours...convincing everyone I was not engaged to a lopsided, 600 lb man who couldn't get on the plane. I think I know where my gullibility comes from.