A Great Day, A Sad Night

Kyle and I traveled up to Maryland last weekend to celebrate Rose and George tying the knot. I was a bridesmaid..yay...and I got to wear a saree...double yay! We started at Rose's church for the ceremony, which was beautiful, then we traveled to Annapolis via limo for pictures and the reception. We were a bit of a spectacle in downtown Annapolis. The photographer was hoping for great shots with the sailboats in the background, however the crowd was hoping to get in on the action. We had random people asking to take pictures with bridesmaids. There was even a boat full of shirtless guys try to showboat (literally) their way into the background of a bride-groom shot, flexing the whole time. I am guessing they will be cropped out. Ha. Well, pictures done, we were off to the reception. There was a photo booth, which I love, and great appetizers. Not to top the dinner - also delicious - and the cake - mmm mmm mmm. The bridal party danced in when we were called - Vince and I did the Arsenal Hall - and George carried his beautiful bride across the threshold to dance the night away. Oh, and did we ever dance. I loved seeing all my old UMBC pals...especially Pooj and Hee becaaaauuuuse ...WE'RE THE THREE BEST FRIENDS THAT ANYONE COULD HAVE. (we sang that all night long) : )

Courtney, Pooja, Hee Jung, and Me  - all sareefied.

 

The beautiful bride..I love this picture, credits to Hee's bf Ray and his skills.

The wind kept blowing away our bubbles.

Three best friends that anyone could have...

UMBC table...whoop whoop. Hee, Asheesh, Me, Pooja, Libby, Ravi, and Hee.  Where was Kyle?

Lovely Couple...Libby and Asheesh.

There's Kyle Wade...and some crazy faces in the background.

So that was a great day.

So why the sad night? Well, before we left for MD, we had lost one chicken to a vicious fox; therefore Kyle and I decided to fix our pen to keep the fox out. We accidentally missed one spot in the fence, an extremely small hole, and to our great dismay, the fox squeezed through and killed the rest of our chickens. It breaks my heart to just write about it. I feel like we failed them and I hate to think of the horrible fear and pain they faced. Stupid...horrible...hideous fox!