Marijke and John~Hmmm…

I’ve been trying for 5 minutes to think up one of my clever blog titles but none seem to fit. Girl, it’s been a year and a half of Facebooking and emailing and thanks to the wonder of Iphones, texting from here to Toronto. I’ve been psyched about your wedding for what seems like forever and now that it is over I guess we’ll just have to talk about what we always do: whatever! That is what is so great about it. I can always count on you for a good answer to a random rant or just to laugh at silliness or some awesome Iphone mistypes! Or my new fave, texts meant for John haha! John, I could say you’re a lucky man… but you’re not. You didn’t luck in to this girl! You won her with your sense of humour and kindness. The same way you got all these friends you’ve had forever. You guys deserve the happiness I know you’ll have with each other. So enough with that lovey stuff and on with the photos!

All wedding parties should come with a dude whose father is a tailor. And who yells out family groupings for me. I’m thinking of trading in Steve for Nigel.

Okay girl, I don’t think we had enough time to do the shoes justice. Maybe you should bring them home at Christmas to have a shoot of their own! Good call on the shoes Jacks!!

This is what happens when you tell silly boys to “bring it!”

Oh and this happens as well. Every girl should have such a security detail!!

Could you be more beauteous??

Oh many things were revealed during these speeches. The highlights seemed to be interesting places to get pizza, invisible twins and something about itineraries John’s Mom read??!!