groomsmen antics...

matt & i had the pleasure of seeing his best friend married this last weekend. matt stood up in attendance as a groomsman, and i contentedly snapped away from the crowd. the ceremony was beautiful, but leave it to the groom's older brother to throw in a little twist.

having no ring bearer, it was the best man's responsibility to guard the rings with his life. as the pastor turned to brian and requested the rings, he and the groomsmen put on a great show. first, he panicked - patting himself down, checking his pockets, from which he promptly produced a golf club (yes, a gold club!) from his right pantleg. he threw it aside and then he turned to the next groomsman, the bride's little brother, and started checking *his* pockets, locating a scarf, tied to another scarf, tied to another scarf, etc. they went down the row, each panicking a little bit - one had a frying pan in his jacket, one had the spinner to "naked twister" up the back of his jacket. the bride & groom laughed and the crowd ate it up. the boys carried this gag on for a good minute and a half until finally, brian produced the rings at the end of the line of scarves being retrieved from the pocket of his neighboring groomsman.

when matt told me after the rehearsal dinner that they'd be doing this, i was sure something would go wrong or that the bride would be less than amused. (ladies, you can identify with that, right?? this is not the day to toy with a girl.) i'm simply amazed that they pulled it off - especially the golf club and the frying pan.

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{i absolutely love his expression here...}