It all started with a summer beer on a roof in downtown Minneapolis. From there the bus took us on a ride from highways to country roads while Pat entertained us with his past-life bartending skillz. We pulled up to a most spectacular farm and as I headed straight for the Biffys I whirled past flip-flops, khaki pants, fields of grasses and a feeling of anticipation for what could be nothing but a perfect evening. And it was.
Lemonade, ice cream cones, a bean bag toss and the first dance as husband and wife under the lights of a barn. Then, even though it was only 9:30pm, much alcohol had been consumed and it made for a hilarious bus ride back to the land of concrete. There was still a need for one more beer though -enough that an official auction was held and the last Amstel Light sold for a cool $60. Proceeds to benefit the new mister and misses.
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I've been watching in anticipation for you to blog about the AMAZING wedding weekend.. I knew you would tell it beautifully.. and you did.
Mike tells me the beer was worth every penny! (:
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