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So there I was in Thunder Bay. 5 days before the wedding, all I had to do was not piss off the bride, loose/ injure my the groom, and wash out a row-boat. Oh yeah, I needed to write a speech and not screw things up.

so I e-bayed. went rowing. got into the moosehead. spent time in the biffy. entertained the vampire. and when i could, made out with the groom (ok the last part is a joke - seriously).
Kelly and Andrea did a very good job of planning things. Simply amazing. The skinners made me (always start with the best foot forward) welcome, and treated me as kin (which I guess I am now).

Everything went very smoothly.

The rehearsal took a few acts.

to which I’d invited my entire family.
Where are the pictures of the bride on her special day? You say.

Against all odds I caught the garter. really all the other guys tackled each other, and while they wrestled, I saw it lying on the ground. And picked it up.
The weather was perfect.

The bouquet was caught by a rather young looking 11 year

old.

Earl ‘the Vampire’ did a fantastic job on the flower… he also did them for my parents wedding.
My aunt Rachel pointed out that she will probably be married before me.

The food, as well as the cake which Justin
baked was really good.

My mother bought the fabric, and sewed the brides dress.

The last time so much of the family was together was Justin’s 3rd birthday

The morning of, we went for a run, which got competitive.

Then the boys got together for some naked sauna time.

Which was more nudity than the stag party.

Kelly, welcome to the Faulkners
Yes I cried, but I’m not telling you when.

I guess that this makes me the shorter, more unemployed, and more single of us Faulkner brothers