Here’s a pic I was going to blog a long time ago–from my last wedding.
This photo was not-at-all my idea, but I enjoy sophomoric humor as much as the next guy. The guys at this wedding were all good sports. With rain coming down, we went under an overpass instead of to a park for a quick photo session followed by a wedding-party trip to the bar.
This is one of the super fun parts of my job. A lot of times I find myself in these situations–where the bride, groom, and only the network of their very closest friends are around, having a blast during the time between the ceremony and the reception–away from parents, aunts, uncles and other guests.
While I’m obviously there to work, my wedding parties almost always treat me like I’m one of them. I appreciate that graciousness.
