wedding wednesday

We're nearing the end, y'all! I bet there are some FINALLY!'s being said right now. 

Before I get into the after party, I need to set the scene for what A and I did between leaving the reception and arriving at the hotel.

I guess what normal people would do from that point is go straight back to the hotel, into the honeymoon suite and not talk to anyone else for the rest of the night. But I wouldn't be writing this post if we did that, would I? No. 

We're driving down 1960 in Houston giving the driver directions (anyone else think he should have already known those?) when we see some friends turning left to head to Specs. For those of you not from the great state of Texas, Specs is the best liquor store known to mankind. 

All of a sudden, someone yelled out "turn left!" OK ok, that someone was me. I was now directing the limo driver to turn into the parking lot for specs. I just wanted to see my friends, you guys.

We catch the friends (who happen to be my parent's best friends from college and their daughter and her BF who are now good friends of A and mines. Love how that worked!) just before they leave and whatdoyaknow, they head back in with us. Without that, we wouldn't have this.

Two bottles of champagne? Don't mind if I do. And although A looks less enthused, he got some vodka. Our friends even bought it all for us as an additional wedding gift. We've clearly got some of the best friends out there.

There were more pictures, but said friend is no longer on FB so I can no longer see them. Stupid FB!

After the pitstop, we headed back to the hotel, ran upstairs to change real fast, and headed back down (with champagne in hand) to join in on the after party. More on how we took over the hotel lobby next week.