Wedding in Crystal Lake

After re-hydrating for most of the morning, Ed and I wandered around the neighborhood looking for an appropriate gift. Went into some rather fancy stores, but turned up empty (unless you want to count a $3000 Buddha head as a possible gift).

We finally came across one place that was, indeed, an import type store, and had some rather cool lamps, furniture and (of all things) kites. Go figure. Ed and I came across a neat looking triangular shaped box, and decided to get that. As we were moving toward the counter, we noticed two other (smaller) triangular boxes. We compared prices, and they all seemed around the same. Smart boy that I am, I wondered out loud if each triangular box would "fit inside" the other. We tried it out, and they fit perfectly! Well, there was a little fudging on the last one, but it fit well enough. :D

We stopped over at Sultan’s Market (2057 W North Ave) for a falafel lunch (highly recommend you try them if you’re in town). Mmmmmm….. falafel……

Ed and I went our separate ways, and were in a car heading to Crystal Lake, IL within 2 hours. Quick stop at Target to wrap the gift.

Tip for guys: an ex-girlfriend of mine taught me a rather easy way to "wrap" gifts. I suck at giftwrapping (remember how Charlie Brown’s Halloween costume was crappy? Think along those lines). Instead of using wrapping paper, I stopped off at Target to get a nice bag and some colored tissue paper. Wrap the gift, place in bag, fluff up some paper. Badabing, badaboom.

The wedding was in a nice, cozy church, and the reception was fairly closeby. It was really nice to see Ron and Melissa all decked out (especially Ron, since he’s more at ease wearing a pair of Oakley’s than a tuxedo). At the reception, I was nursing cokes and coffee, being the paranoid designated driver that I am. Got to meet a few of the guests (it was one of those weddings where I didn’t really know anyone other than the bride and groom). Ed got into some playful argument with one of Ron’s friends. He argued that Iowa was bigger than Illinois, in terms of square mileage. The two of them got into a pretty heated discussion, and both wagered a case of Heineken on it.

Now that I think about it… I could look up this info pretty easily on google. But…. Heineken?

Every one of my pictures came out awfully! Not a keeper in the bunch! I need to spend more time with my camera, because I’m obviously doing something very, very wrong.

And amazingly, every female at the wedding was either married, or with another guy. What are the odds?