Last night Jayme and Eric got married in a lovely ceremony in Long Beach.
The highlight was obviously seeing Eric make an honest woman out of Jayme. But close after that was seeing Sara, Candoooooooooo, Ali and Shannon. If Sara #2, Lauren, Cecil and my Jo sisters were there, my list of "favorite girls I don't get to see anymore" would have been complete.
Sara, as you may know, is both married to my old roommate Troy, and is also herself my one-time roomie. More importantly, she is responsible for your existence. Her none-too-subtle prodding finally resulted in me asking your mother out on a date. So whenever I see her, I have to give her one of these:
Whenever one of these people gets married...
...we need to pass along the cigar tradition to a new wedding party...
As far as I know, we've only got Marty's wedding remaining.
This letter/blogpost is rated PG-13 for glamorization of smoking.
So congratulations are due to Eric and Jayme. I can honestly say that I've never met a guy as sweet and nice as Eric. And I'm sure Jayme has some good qualities, too.