That's right... we went to a luau this weekend. Dad and Wendy got married New Year's Eve last year with a super small ceremony, and planned themselves a smashin' luau for a much-later-and-bigger reception. It was Saturday, and it was fun. Enough fun, that it woke me from my I-forget-to-blog slumber. Pictures first:
Kenyon and I luau-ing.
Dad & Wendy... matching. (tee hee)
The PIG that was cooking IN THE PIT all night.
Dug up and eaten. Delicious.
Enter tropical paradise here.
Dad's greenhouse turned tiki hut. Woot.
It was a great time. A neat event in the middle of an otherwise monotonous August. We've had the pleasure of seeing Mom & Kenny a couple of times this summer, and even getting up to Chicago for pre-wedding festivities for Kenyon's long time friend Jonah, but other than that... same 'ol.
We're solidying plans for this January (when we're planning to re-arrange our lives a little bit) and will blog at that point. No point in me speculating and then changing details for you later. We'll fill you in soon. :o)
1 comment:
Cool! I bet they enjoyed the reception more that way. I just went to a wedding a few weeks ago that was on the beach! Most comfortable wedding I ever attended!
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