Sooo, your bestest friend ever calls you at 10'oclock on Tuesday evening and say to you,
"hey whats up, ahhhh so I getting married Saturday, and need you to do the photos. Yeah, yeah I know you gone kill me, but it just pop in my head and I figure lets do it"
Now, if you know you firend like I do, you r mind will go into "gee, ok then", because you know they are serious. So while I'm still silent on the phone, they explain that its a small wedding, and no one really knows. (well duh with only 3 days to put together, who can you tell).
"anyway, you need to find a pair of chucks, (converse) and jeans, don't worry only the ladies wearing silly socks"
And just like that the conversation was over. So as I and finished eating my piece of chicken, thoughts were racing in my head that they would call back about 3 more times between now and Saturday. But to keep it short, Saturday came, and in our usual fun spontaneous fashion, we did a wedding, in an empty church, and photo portrait on Paradise island, on an overcast day, with sprying rain once day in august.