...or as I like to call it..."Thursday."
In the interest of total transparency, the hobnobbing consisted of seeing CNN anchor John King on the sidewalk in front of the Capitol while we stopped there to take photos. And since I'm not entirely sure what the definition of hobnobbing is, we'll assume the sidewalk sighting counts as such.
|John King was right here. Hobnobbing. (Sure, he|
flubbed it big time with the whole Boston bombing
situation...but hey...great hair!)
After sightseeing in the District from the limo, we went to the DC Courthouse for the ceremony, and I have to say...it was refreshing to finally be there for an occasion that did not require me to "lawyer up." (The same cannot be said for my friend, Amy, whose purse corkscrew contraband was confiscated by the Courthouse guards after it was identified in the metal detector.)
The ceremony itself was so touching and emotional and made more so when Amy's son (the grooms' nephew) proclaimed loudly, "those are happy tears!" when he saw nary a dry eye in the house. Kids rock.
|The ringbearer. In his Spider-Man sneaks.|
Following the wedding, we did more sightseeing and also experienced some safety checks as our limo was pulled over by DC's finest twice so they could search the trunk and open the door to ensure we were not planning a terror attack. Both times this occurred, the officers opened the back door to see three young children in car seats sipping on their juice boxes. As friend, Pete, noted, "even the terrorists aren't that cruel."
|Terrorists also don't usually have disco lights in the ceiling. Losers.|
Mazel tov to Steven and Michael,
P.S. Thanks to DC Blogs for linking to this post today!