6th
So I went to Timmins for the long weekend. My sister got married and she was effing beautiful. I loved it. It was great, the people were having fun and the speeches were getting heavy and I even shed a bit of a tear.
Then it’s time for the sisters’ speeches. Nath gives her 9-page long speech and I’m loving every second of it…. until: bam. My dress rips open. It’s as if some horny demon was like “hawhaw hawww OFF WITH YOUR DRESS”. Seriously! What happened? I have no idea. All I know is that one minute I was laughing at a joke made in a speech, the next minute, my perfect fitting, not-too-tight, probably-could-have-been-tighter dress… RIPS OPEN.
Needless to say, it broke the ice for my speech. So, I gave my damn speech, while 2 girls started to safety-pin up my dress. I gothed the shit out of it and danced the night away.
Well, by dance, I mean, laughed at twinkle toes van “Shake” while he danced in circles around me.
My sister was beautiful. All was well. Good long weekend OH! EIGHT!…