Monday, 4 October 2010

And you thought Jennie and Joe were going to have their first anniversary before we blogged about their wedding!

heather


Every time I sit down to write about Jennie and Joe's wedding — and Dayton CollectiveCon 2010 — I blank. I could blame it on the alcohol, I suppose; Abigail keeps reminding me of things I've forgotten: "Remember how you wouldn't stop hitting on Seth?" "Remember when the jukebox kept playing lame live versions of the songs we chose and Joe kept shouting out his apologies to the whole pub?" "Remember that badass Dayton Dragons beer glass Kat stole for you at the tikki bar?" (So that's where this glass came from!)

This post has been through seventy-four drafts in two weeks and always it turns into a list that could easily be labeled My Most Awesome Favorite Things. Like how the suite Abigail booked in Cincinnati came with a hotel manager named Darren, whose number one goal in life was to give us one million free beers and nachos. Or how Abigail almost wrecked the rental car driving up the interstate when we saw the skeleton of Touchdown Jesus. Or how I almost got Jennie and Joe kicked out of their condo because I was throwing rocks at the fountain in their pond while we were waiting on them to arrive. Or how Joe painted the most perfect Flash coaster at the pottery painting place and Jennie begged for a life-size Pillsbury Doughboy cookie jar. Or how Joe has a voice like an angel, which you totally wouldn't know unless you played Rock Band with him. Which we did.

And that's not even the wedding!

The wedding was like ... the best wedding ever in the history of weddings — times infinity. And I know I'm not supposed to say that because I've been a bridesmaid in at least thirteen weddings and attended dozens more and no one wants to have their Most Special Day ranked in order, but this one was best. I'm sorry. It was. For the prelude, the pianist played Hedwig's Theme! For the processional, the theme from Love Actually! Which: If you cry during the climax of that movie with that music, imagine how hard you would bawl when you saw perfect, perfect Jennie walking down the aisle to it.

The whole wedding was so very Joe and Jennie, and so was the reception, which included games on every single table as centerpieces. GAMES ON EVERY TABLE. Our table was called Hogwarts Adventure and we had a Harry Potter game that was the envy of the entire room! There was an incident, apparently, in which Kat stormed over and explained in a rage that someone had stolen the game off our table, and Abigail and Seth begged us to let it go. But we did not. We went over to that table and took our game back and were all, "Have fun with Trivial Pursuit, LOSERS."

And then we took Hogwarts out onto the dance floor, and oh, how it shined! (Not as brightly as Joe and Jennie — but almost.) At the end of the night, after maybe guzzling a whole bottle of wine, Joe shouted out in his deep, Joe voice, "Better be GRYFFINDOR!" And it was so perfect I wanted to cry.

There was this thing, though, that happened before the wedding. We were all lounging around Jennie and Joe's, and Jennie said, "Joe, give them their batteries! You guys are going to need them for your centerpiece game tomorrow night!" Joe handed the batteries to me, and I absently handed the batteries to Abigail who absently handed them to Kat who put them in her purse. Because that's the chain of responsibility at The Collective. I would have left those batteries at Joe and Jennie's. Abigail would have left them at our house. Only Kat could be trusted to get them to the reception.

That's something you couldn't know unless you knew someone. And somehow, between Blogspot and Vox and Tumblr and Tweeter, I learned — really learned — Abigail and Kat and Jennie. They became more than words to me. Jennie's wedding was best because I love Jennie. And I love Jennie because I know Jennie.

That's the thing about the Internet: Yeah, it's full of axe-murderers. But sometimes, if you're lucky, you meet people who change the shape of your whole entire world. A flock of canards in a sea of YouTube commenters.

17 comments:

kat said...

this is my desktop picture :)

and true story, this was by far the greatest wedding ever in history.

Jennie said...

I fucking love you guys.

Joe G. said...

In the future, I will hand things directly to Kat.

Also, I agree with Jennie's statement.

Seth said...

I want you to know that because of that weekend I have decided to quit the law and embark on my new career as a calf* model.

*the part of the leg below the knee, not the tender and delicious baby veal.

Jennie said...

Seth, if that doesn't work out, I think you have a future in Real Life Mario Kart racing.

Heather Anne said...

Also, Seth, another career option might be music. You could record an album of nothing but The National covers. Starting with Bloodbuzz Ohio.

broke bertha said...

Congratulations Jennie and Joe!

Additionally, I have seen that skeleton Jesus doing touchdown...and it IS effing frightening...just got chills remembering it.

april said...

A few things here:

1) You guys are awesome.

2) GOOD ON YOU for getting that game back.

3) You guys are awesome.

The End.

Heather Anne said...

It WAS good on me and Kat for getting that game back. I don't know what Seth and Abigail's problem was. The game had been STOLEN. Whatever. Neville and Hermione took care of that shit.

Ashley said...

I'm not ashamed to admit that this post makes me jealous.

Bethany said...

Sounds like you all had an amazing time! Congratulations! (love the mustaches) and MAN games on every table, that sounds fabulous! Also, Jennie, LOVE your dress!

Jim said...

Just for the record all of you wonderful people that attended the wedding played a major part in making it a most memorable day.
Jennie's Dad.

Abigail said...

Awww, Jennie's dad! xoxo

Jennie and Joe, have you looked at your guest book yet? Could you maybe photograph our contributions? Cause it's a little... blurry... in my memory.

My favorite part of the game being stolen was Kat pounding across the ballroom to Heather, Seth, and I (we were working on the aforementioned guest book) BRANDISHING her mustache. So great. Makes me laugh out loud still remembering.

Jennie said...

I can most definitely take pictures of your guestbook contributions. Just, you know, remind me.

Jennie said...

I can most definitely take pictures of your guestbook contributions. Just, you know, remind me.

Jennie said...

Oops, double comment! WHAT DOES IT MEEEEAAAAN?!

Never That Easy said...

Late to the (comment) party as usual, but: Congratulations to Jennie & Joe! And what Ashley said, exactly. I'm glad you all let us hang out here with you.