Thursday, September 22, 2011

Blacking out.

A friend of mine got married last weekend, and I was one of her bridesmaids. It was a beautiful wedding, and also unexpectedly exciting. As it so happens, finding yourself sitting down slowly sipping juice during the end of the ceremony is quite exciting. And having at least 4 people rush up to you during the ceremony to see if you're okay is even more exciting. I don't actually remember what all happened, to tell the truth. One moment, there I was...standing there wishing the sermon would end (after 20 minutes of it going strong and showing no signs of stopping), the next moment I found myself somewhat lightheaded, sweating, and grasping at the stage in front of me. The rest of it is a somewhat blurred memory in which I was told to take off my heels, set down into a chair, and told to drink juice (which, apparently, the maid of honor had run down the aisle to get for me). The sermon? It ended very quickly after that. I had people thank me.


  1. Woah!!!! Scary!!!! must have made for an interesting wedding... :( :( yikes

  2. After ten minutes, he stated, "Now, I have five points that I would like to share with you."

    Point 1: I hung my head and laughed. I knew it was going to be long, but I didn't realize it was going to be this long.

    Point 2: Ellen grabbed the stage. People shifted. I mentally smacked myself for not reminding you to keep lose and not lock your knees.

    Point 3: Ellen dropped. EMT's rushed out of the woodwork. A chair was shoved under you and fluids poured down your throat. The sermon stopped.

    Point4: "Ride on victoriously, Brooklyn. Ride ON." I laughed. A lot.

    Point 5: Something...Amen.

    And that's about all I know of what was said during my ceremony...