Jun. 11th, 2014 @ 11:25 pm three photos at a wedding
1) The ceremony was more Jesusy than I expected. The pastor talked about how men and women are partners, different in important ways, and how the woman must submit to her husband, who must love her as Jesus loved the Church.

The entire bride's side of the church made a discreet yet heartfelt growling sound. My mother muttered, "Submit, shit," and made another relative laugh.

Ceci, the bride and my cousin, shot him an oh-no-seriously? look. One of her friends caught it.

2) Because this is the first time in a while we've had all nine Haugh cousins together, we had a lot of group photos. A previous group photo involved the eight cousins doing reindeer antlers for some reason. Near the end, when we were tired of standing and smiling, Mom said, "Now antlers! So Chacho can do it!" because said cousin wasn't alive for the old picture.

We whined. We made disgruntled faces. We caved. We always do, with Mom.

"Now look pissed and flip off the camera!" JM shouts, and BAM it's done. No arguing. No hesitation.

3) The reception had a photo booth, which I thought would be cheesy and turned out to be fun. The Haugh sisters piled in, all four of them, and showed the pictures to the Suarezes because really, they were at least one-third adorable-- six shots per sheet, everyone was at least one-third adorable.

The Suarezes came back with five faces.

Don't do this. Not in Mom's hearing. Yes, she's the ringleader here as well.

So she comes over to the cousin table and announces that we have to beat the Suarezes. We manage it with eight, including Chacho, who then participates in the Suarez nine-person photo. They also have two people under the age of eight. Cheaters.

"We have to do more!" someone says, and I shut it down. We do not want to escalate this too quickly. For one thing, it's time to eat. For another, we want to walk up to the Suarez tables at the end of the reception and give them something they can't beat, even if it's only because the photo booth is shutting down.

Toward the end of the reception, we pile over there. We manage ten... but we can do better. We were strategizing as the flash went off, after all. So we try again.

And we walk that picture right on over to the Suarezes with eleven full-sized adults.

(We set two records for the photo booth: not only did we take more pictures than the photo booth guy had ever known taken, we were the only people to cram that many faces in.)
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From:mrissa
Date:June 12th, 2014 02:14 pm (UTC)
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We were at some wedding where the pastor was going on about how the man is the spiritual head of the household. At the reception people were writhing and fuming, and markgritter said, "Well, I think that's a good idea...it always makes sense to separate the temporal and spiritual powers."

(Really more about egalitarian consensus. But it was a great line, brought down the house.)
From:diatryma
Date:June 12th, 2014 03:05 pm (UTC)
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That is *wonderful*. Once I have a glass, I will raise it to Mark.