A conversation between me and one of the boys:
Boy: They probably think I'm retarded. I shouldn't say retarded, it's not politically correct.
Me: I work with retarded kids quite a bit substitute teaching, I don't think they really care too much.
Boy: You substitute teach for real? That's what my mom does at _____.
Me: Yeah but I work in Saginaw.
Boy: Saginaw is here (po9ints on hand). My mom lives here (points), in Port Huron.
Me: I'm going to Port Huron in two weeks to be in a wedding!
Boy: Whose wedding?
Me: My former roommate.
Boy: Your former rommmate. Your ex rommmate! (we had jsut been talking about the bride's family being his old neighbors and he said old neighbors and ex neighbors and I said former sounds nicer)
Boy: My _____ (sister? cousin?) goes to Western. Her friend goes to Central. She has pink hair.
Me: I used to have pink hair!
and this is where Steve came in and wondered what on earth we were talking about and how we had managed to skip so randomly about.
So dinner was entertaining and had yummy food. Afterward I had a piece of wedding cake, which was also good, and a cup of coffee. The dance went well. TYhe people were nice, danced, had rhythm... I went outside and took pictures of Dan the groomsman and his girlfriend. Hopefully they'll turn out well.. I missed the precise light I was hoping for though :(
I also talked to the photographer for a long time and he told me quite a bit of stuff about what he does.
Today we went to the gym so I could work my arms some and afterward we went to Dow Gardens. I stalked a chipmunk for a while and hopefully at least one of the three pictures I took will turn out. I'm probably going to need to go back with the digital and stalk him again. He was so darn cute.