Labor Day Wedding

So Labor Day weekend came along at ciaos surrounded my family. My mom was going a hundred different ways yelling at me to get something or going to pick another thing up. My brother was getting married. What a scary thought for me. Growing up with my brother being such a boy I could not imagine him tying the knot. The girl, Megan, is more than anyone could have asked for. From the first time I met her she felt like part of the family. So it was only fitting they make it permanent, just a little shocking is all. So back to the day of, I had no clue what was going on because I had been here at USF for a week and a half, so when the running around began I was a little freaked out. I was supposed to stay the previous night at the hotel with the bride but due to some unforeseen circumstances I had to go home and come back the next day. So when I arrived back at the hotel where the wedding was taking place I immediately went straight to get ready. Megan was getting ready as well, her hair first of course. She was so beautiful, and did not have the nerves you would expect. After we were done getting ready, bride and bridesmaids alike we started walking to the room where people were being ushered out to their seats. Once there I started getting butterflies in my stomach, me? I wasn’t the bride, this wasn’t supposed to happen. Haha The wedding was amazing and more beautiful then I could have ever thought. The reception was hilarious as the men in the bridal party were called to the dance floor to be the village me in the YMCA. Man was that a sight. Then to top things off they called my brother out and began playing that risky song “I’m too sexy for my shirt…” Never in my wildest dreams did I expect to see my brother, in essence disrobe before my eyes. After the reception we went to Jimmy Guanas and relaxed while some had a few drinks. Overall my brothers wedding was a night to remember and I’m grateful I got to be a part of it.