Big B gets married
I’ve known Brandon for almost 15 years. The night we met, he jumped out of a tree, broke his femur and was hauled off to the hospital in an ambulance. From this auspicious beginning, our friendship has evolved and grown over the years. Brandon is one of the most loyal people I know. He's a lively character with a good heart, so when he announced his engagement to Heather it was never a question that I’d fly down for his wedding.
Went to Atlanta Thursday night. Karen's friend Kat invited me & Nora to her house in Cumming, and we spent Friday afternoon by her pool. Had drinks at Twist, and then we went to Pastis in Roswell for dinner. A band started playing in their downstairs bar around 9 pm… and the place turned into a crazy pick-up scene for singles in their 50s and 60s. Not exactly my dream men, but it made for some mad people-watching and some very entertaining stories the next day.
Saturday we had lunch at Taqueria del Sol (including some righteous white cheese dip), and then we got ready for the big event. The wedding and reception were held at Callenwolde. The plan was to have an outdoor wedding, but it started raining as the bridal party started to walk down the aisle. So everyone went inside, and there was a lovely ceremony indoors.
Brandon & Heather say "I do."
Another reunion of the chicks (plus Maggie).
Vows were followed by a lot of drinking and crazy dancing. The DJ played “Pour Some Sugar On Me” twice, so presumably Brandon helped create the playlist.
When a tie becomes a headband, things have gotten out of control.
We stayed at the Georgian Terrace Saturday night. Karen booked us a two-bedroom suite, which was comparable in size to my parents' house! There was an "after-party" in the hotel bar. When that closed, people moved out to the hotel veranda. And when that closed, everyone went to Brandon and Heather's suite, which was right next to ours.
Sunday we sunned at the hotel pool and then had lunch at Einstein's. And another action-packed weekend in Atlanta drew to an end.
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