Just imagine it's your wedding day.
Imagine that your name is Samuel D. Avendano.
You're nervous. It's your wedding day. You've never done this sort of thing before.
You've spent a good chunk of your life preparing for this day with your bride-to-be, and you know how much it means to her that everything be perfect.
The candles, the draping, the music... it all needs to be just so.
The only thing that really bothers you, the Samuel Avendano you, is that the success or failure of this whole shebang is not entirely placed upon your shoulders. In fact, the deciding factor of success is mainly based upon all the other people in the wedding.
It's not about them, but it does depend on them.
What if the pianist flubs up? What if one of the candles falls over and catches the carpet on fire? What if a soloists starts singing the wrong song? What if someone trips on the way up the stairs to the platform? What if Pastor forgets his notes for the wedding vows?
WHAT IF THE GROOMSMEN GO ON STRIKE??
These are the kinds of questions that run through your mind, Samuel Avendano.
And as you come into the classroom that has been designated to be your holding pen until the wedding starts, you breathe a sigh of relief.
Everyone else is just as concerned about the well being of the wedding as you are.
In fact, your groomsmen are all gathered in front of a giant mirror that has been placed in the middle of the room, probably working on some last minute preparations, something that is vital and pivotal to the day's success.
Maybe strategizing how to maintain a tripping female in a vertical armlock position. Or maybe how to put out a swatch of carpet that has caught on fire.
You smile inwardly and stride towards them, just in time to hear your best men conversing,
Jacob: "You think anyone will notice if the tiny back part of my tie is longer than the front part?"
Caleb: "Nah, just don't unbutton your suit coat, no one will see it."
You're in safe hands, Sam.
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C'mon, we had his back. Just making sure we were looking good for the pictures.
Like I already said, we were positioned in the LCA main classroom.
We alternated between sitting,
...having last minute music practices,
...eating,
(shoutout to Mom who brought us sandwiches from Jimmy John's to supplement our diet)
...and taking pictures outside.
Doing the TRUMP THUMB! God bless America!
(Mr. Trump, if you should happen to stumble upon this blog while searching your name in Google, please know that I am more than willing to sit down with you and discuss some ideas I have for your foreign policy and/or how far to smithereens we should blow ISIS.)
Claire. She's hilarious and she knows it.
Caleb, and the ladies Lindsey and Maria (who just got engaged herself).
The maidens Lindsey, Maria, and I.
Caleb, el Momito, and myself.
Chloe, Tre, and Claire
Chloe soon figured out how to walk in a really fluffy dress. Not how you see while you walk, but how you walk.
******I PROMISE THAT THERE WILL BE PHOTOS FROM THE WEDDING CEREMONY INCLUDED IN THE VERY NEXT BLOG POST****
Because there is no more time! The guests will start arriving in mere minutes! Let's check back in on everything and make sure its all ready.
The Seat of Honor. Check.
The cake. Check.
The stand out front for the guests to sign in. Check.
The information booth photograph. Check.
The cleared middle aisle with lit candles. Check.
Last but not least, the guest book attendant, and the gift attendant. Check.
Cousins Katie and Beth
T-mins 20 seconds and counting.
Third stage S&A armed.
Prop 1 pressurized first stage LOX tanks to relief.
Hydraulic external power to on.
Report range for launch.....
W-Day, you're a go for launch.
Roger.
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