OK, so the cookout was good, catching up with an old friend who wasn't at the other thing. I get to the sorta-casual outdoor wedding recreation/ceremony about 20 minutes before it started. I then have someone run up to me "You need to find the bridal party, they need you." I'm like... "uhmmmm... OK?" Another friend comes up "You need to find John and the wedding party, I think you're supposed to be in it." *WTF!?!?!?* I had no prior knowledge of this. I was wearing a button down, khaki cargo shorts and my "dress" (read: new) black VFF KSOs.
Ten minutes til start, I get the instructions on where to go and what to do. I felt really bad up there. No one was in a tux (coulda brought mine had I known), but damn, was I casual.
Crazy day, but as a groomsman gift, I got a special version of what we all got... various athletic focused nice socks. Injinji black toe socks for me. I haven't found them in my size in black the past year and a half I've been looking locally.
Had a pretty good weekend. Since then, allergies have been kicking my ass, but THAT was good stuff.
**BRENT**