Bobblehead Wedding

Timmy and I went to UVA (university of Virginia) last weekend for a wedding. It was Timmy's friend from high school (Bobblehead: I call him that because of his freakishly large head in proportion to his body). The wedding was in one of the private gardens on campus, right off of the main lawn. It was nearly impossible to find, and I was swearing a lot whilst walking around the campus in my brand-new high heels. We finally found it (by accident).



Bobblehead's uncle was at the wedding. Timmy wasn't expecting him to come. He's famous and lives in LA. You've seen him on TV. He hosts infomercials. Seriously. Here's a picture...


You might not recognize him but I'm sure if I told you the products he endorses you'd know them.

Bobblehead's indie wine snob buddy from last year's barbecue was also in attendance. He brought his own wine. In a special wine carrying case. I am so not even lying. I overheard him say "Well after our first peer wedding it's really been just a cosmic experience." What the hell does that even mean? Who talks like that? Then he started going on about a Cambodian wedding where they were passing fruit around. What a tool.

The wedding was very short. Afterwards we had to drive across town to where the reception was being held. There was NO parking. We drove around for about 15 minutes looking for a space. FINALLY parked and made it to the party. The food was pretty good. Very fancy-looking tiny hors d'oeuvres (I had to look up the spelling, it may still not be right.) While loading up my plate I overheard THIS statement from one of the guests "All that's keeping {Bobblehead} from being a true Renaissance man is his lack of languages." What is wrong with these people?!

Bobblehead himself was very nice and not pretentious at all. His WIFE was extremely nice. Overall, Timmy and I had a good time.