[quote]kpsnap wrote:
What made it the worst. wedding. ever.?[/quote]
Awkwardness and/or major family secret spilled publicly would be my guess.
Finally. Talking to Soulja and Mike all day was getting boring.
I know what happened. You guys tried to do a Soul Train line and remembered two things:
- No one in that wedding had ever seen a Soul Train episode in their life.
- No one in that wedding that could dance. Drunk or sober.
Multiple Caucasians left that wedding with bruises and broken bones. Some died. RIP.
[quote]PonceDeLeon wrote:
[quote]kpsnap wrote:
What made it the worst. wedding. ever.?[/quote]
Awkwardness and/or major family secret spilled publicly would be my guess.[/quote]
My guess is no Open Bar, all weddings are better with booze.
The wedding was in Boonieville, NC. Near where Wolly lives.
No bar at all. Light appetizers, no real food. They packed all the food and drinks (tea and lemonade) a full hour before it was “over.” No one danced. Horribly awkward DJ. Groom is my husband’s step brother, but no one really likes him. Bride was a complete bitch the entire time, made my step mother in law cry.
Bride wore a really hideous dress, and opera length gloves that looked like sausage casings.
There was a case of Mountain Dew on the gift table at the reception. I’m praying for an inside joke.
The maid of honor’s speech began “Some of you might not know this, but [the bride] used to be married to my brother.” My jaw is still bruised from hitting the floor.
The highlight of the wedding weekend was stopping at some random sports bar after the (equally awkward) rehearsal dinner, where we met a couple of five year old southern boys who chased cats, talked about their “danjrus missions,” talked about strippers, and yelled things like “Kiss my ass and go back to Florida!” I felt like I stepped into the outtakes from Talledega Nights. We were invited to a memorial or something for a moonshiner, where there would be $1 drafts and “cloggin’.”
It was a lot of fun to see my brother in law and his girlfriend - I adore them. We played too many drinking games, but I avoided the shots. Phew.
Now I’m at work and my left piriformis is hurting so badly I can’t really walk. I brought the foam roller into the office.
[quote]pushmepullme wrote:
Now I’m at work and my left piriformis is hurting so badly I can’t really walk. [/quote]
Take care of this. I can tell you, first hand, it can become chronic.
[quote]pushmepullme wrote:
The wedding was in Boonieville, NC. Near where Wolly lives.
No bar at all. Light appetizers, no real food. They packed all the food and drinks (tea and lemonade) a full hour before it was “over.” No one danced. Horribly awkward DJ. Groom is my husband’s step brother, but no one really likes him. Bride was a complete bitch the entire time, made my step mother in law cry.
Bride wore a really hideous dress, and opera length gloves that looked like sausage casings.
There was a case of Mountain Dew on the gift table at the reception. I’m praying for an inside joke.
The maid of honor’s speech began “Some of you might not know this, but [the bride] used to be married to my brother.” My jaw is still bruised from hitting the floor.
The highlight of the wedding weekend was stopping at some random sports bar after the (equally awkward) rehearsal dinner, where we met a couple of five year old southern boys who chased cats, talked about their “danjrus missions,” talked about strippers, and yelled things like “Kiss my ass and go back to Florida!” I felt like I stepped into the outtakes from Talledega Nights. We were invited to a memorial or something for a moonshiner, where there would be $1 drafts and “cloggin’.”
It was a lot of fun to see my brother in law and his girlfriend - I adore them. We played too many drinking games, but I avoided the shots. Phew.
Now I’m at work and my left piriformis is hurting so badly I can’t really walk. I brought the foam roller into the office.[/quote]
NC FTW
[quote]on edge wrote:
[quote]pushmepullme wrote:
Now I’m at work and my left piriformis is hurting so badly I can’t really walk. [/quote]
Take care of this. I can tell you, first hand, it can become chronic.[/quote]
Yeah, I softballed it this morning, and will work on it throughout the day.
Youre welcome for the bruises.
Nice job PMPM.
It may have been the worse wedding ever. However, I’d like to point out that you can dine out on those stories for a good while to come. There are never really good stories at nice events. You should have gone cloggin’. In fact I feel a bit ripped off that you didn’t go and have more stories to share.
Hmm. I think that sounded like a great wedding.
[quote]ouroboro_s wrote:
It may have been the worse wedding ever. However, I’d like to point out that you can dine out on those stories for a good while to come. There are never really good stories at nice events. You should have gone cloggin’. In fact I feel a bit ripped off that you didn’t go and have more stories to share.[/quote]
While I suggested we call a cab to pick us up at the camp site after several hours of “Asshole” and “Pyramids” (did I mention that bro in law, girlfriend, hubby, and I stayed in the inlaws’ RV?), I don’t think they had any cabs in east bumfuckville.
The weekend’s theme was “Dueling Banjoes.”
I love playing “Asshole”; it’s a good card game. 
Did you say FIVE year olds who chased cats, talked about their “danjrus missions,” talked about strippers, and yelled things like “Kiss my ass and go back to Florida!”??? Were they drinking beer or moonshine too? This reminds me of the scene in Sweet Home Alabama with the lady with her baby in the bar and Reese Witherspoon’s character is like “wow. you brought your baby to a bar.” 
Loved the wedding story, PMPM. Even if attending was painful for you.
I’ve had piriformis issues, too. It sucks. I have a good ART guy if you need a recommendation. You think you irritated it at the meet?
[quote]kpsnap wrote:
Loved the wedding story, PMPM. Even if attending was painful for you.
I’ve had piriformis issues, too. It sucks. I have a good ART guy if you need a recommendation. You think you irritated it at the meet?[/quote]
I think I was tight and sore, and then sat on airplanes too long.
My next meet will be December. I’d like to get my 419 squat, and my current “Big” squat goal is 200 kg. I’d like to clean up my bench and increase it to 240+ in a shirt. I’d like to make my deadlift stop sucking so bad, confidence at 350 would be neat.
If I could get a 419 squat and a 231 bench in December, I’d only need a 350 dead to get my 1000 lb total.
Yesterday… It’s pretty clear that I’m weak at the transition between shirt and triceps for bench, and suit and ass for deadlifting. Also, my upper back needs more. My partial work has probably been too high. So I fucked around with shorter ROM, but a longer short ROM than historically.
Sumo stance rack pulls, lowest pin just below the knee: 6x135, 6x225, 6x275, 3x315, 3x1x335
Conventional stance rack pulls, lowest pin: 4x3x225, 5x225
I really concentrated on fucking the bar with these. No belt for anything.
Yoga block benching (approximately a 2 board): 8xbar, 8x95, 6x135, 3x155, 3x3x185
Neutral grip DB bench press: 8x30s, 8x35s, 8x40s. Biceps tendon felt a little tender on this so I left it.
Then I went home and ate inappropriate things.
I will get that meet writeup to you with the things we discussed and a few other ideas…and remember, get violent and fuck the bar.
Also, got a new suit from EFS yesterday. Yay! Same size as my current one, but it’s so stiff and new I can’t get it over my hips. The new Metal logo is U-G-L-Y.
A new suit. You lucky duck.
You’ve obviously put a lot of thought into your goals.
Nice work.
WOW!! You did incredible at your meet :)! BADASS as always,never disappoints :)!