<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post201381739353640526..comments</id><updated>2009-07-27T18:53:42.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on Crazy Days and Nights: Your Turn</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/feeds/201381739353640526/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>ent lawyer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08658046190988387228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-5970994803202195832</id><published>2009-07-27T18:53:42.049-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T18:53:42.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i think it's great. and not all churches and minis...</title><content type='html'>i think it&amp;#39;s great. and not all churches and ministers are stuffy stick in the muds (moi included). &lt;br /&gt;the song probably had special meaning to them in spite of what CB now represents, and it was most likely planned before the shit hit the fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@napoleon in rags: now THAT is my kind of ceremony! i sincerely hope i get to officiate at a similar one... if not, i may steal it for my *ahem* &amp;quot;going away&amp;quot; party!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/5970994803202195832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/5970994803202195832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248746022049#c5970994803202195832' title=''/><author><name>bionic bunny!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08081422009833762713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-8358137918002269869</id><published>2009-07-27T08:57:26.628-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T08:57:26.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate to be a cynic, but do you think it's possible...</title><content type='html'>Hate to be a cynic, but do you think it&amp;#39;s possible that this video is not authentic and that Chris Brown and his PR people created this? How many times do you think his song has been downloaded and gee, it sure makes you feel good and NOT think about domestic violence....</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/8358137918002269869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/8358137918002269869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248710246628#c8358137918002269869' title=''/><author><name>smjake</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08987199282809492881</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-4499113584344568483</id><published>2009-07-27T08:23:44.866-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T08:23:44.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i didn't like the video either, it just looks emba...</title><content type='html'>i didn&amp;#39;t like the video either, it just looks embarassing. And knowing the music is Chris Brown is extra crappy.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/4499113584344568483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/4499113584344568483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248708224866#c4499113584344568483' title=''/><author><name>leeloodallas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13760150406951296337</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-8455912823331740776</id><published>2009-07-26T20:08:57.451-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T20:08:57.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time lurker, new poster. Just lost my looonnn...</title><content type='html'>Long time lurker, new poster. Just lost my looonnnnggg post b/c no google account! argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@fairylights...too cool that your hubby is a composer. I bet the music was great b/c it was personal and came from the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also was a little uncomfortable at first b/c they were dancing in a traditional church but once I saw that they were so free and &amp;quot;owned it&amp;quot;, I thought it was a great tribute to the bride and groom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wedding story is strange. A friend who attended told me about it. The bride&amp;#39;s father had money in an envelope to pay remaining monies to caterers, etc. (In an inside pocket of his jacket). During the reception, he hung the jacket on the back of his chair so that he could dance. Time to ante up. Envelope is missing. The family had to scramble to come up with the money. &lt;br /&gt;Later on, the photos came back from the photographer. In the background of one of the pictures, the groom&amp;#39;s father could be seen taking the envelope from the inside pocket of the jacket! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he&amp;#39;s the Dad that didn&amp;#39;t have to spend all of the money!!! Yikes!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/8455912823331740776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/8455912823331740776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248664137451#c8455912823331740776' title=''/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04764772817019894700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-7176874491840340162</id><published>2009-07-26T19:54:24.580-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T19:54:24.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>testing</title><content type='html'>testing</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/7176874491840340162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/7176874491840340162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248663264580#c7176874491840340162' title=''/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04764772817019894700</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-7404339504792990836</id><published>2009-07-26T00:53:57.200-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:53:57.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought this video was incredible. Just imagine ...</title><content type='html'>I thought this video was incredible. Just imagine how fun the reception was!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/7404339504792990836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/7404339504792990836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248594837200#c7404339504792990836' title=''/><author><name>memyselfandi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10245960229636942987</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-3722748814480949644</id><published>2009-07-25T23:57:07.330-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T23:57:07.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of weird wedding stories including my own:

M...</title><content type='html'>Lots of weird wedding stories including my own:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine: Got stopped by a cop while being escorted through the hotel I was getting married in to walk up the aisle by my parents. One of my guests was in an alcoholic stupor in a Best Buy parking lot and all she could tell the cops was that she was supposed to be at a wedding at &amp;quot;such and such hotel&amp;quot; and so they went there and found a bride. This was a friend of my mother&amp;#39;s who had just been fired from where my mother worked because of her drinking problem, and my mother thanked the officer and said she would check in on her later, but needed to get me married at the moment! He was absolutely taking his time in discussing the situation when we were literally on the way up the aisle. LOL. Must have been an omen, for three years later, I am divorced and just had to file for a restraining order against my ex for being a crazy stalker : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother&amp;#39;s sister-in-law&amp;#39;s second wedding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me preface by saying I don&amp;#39;t believe in organized religion but of course I respect the religious beliefs of others even if I don&amp;#39;t agree with them, especially at weddings. I was expecting a very religious wedding because my brother&amp;#39;s in-laws are born again Christians. What I didn&amp;#39;t know was that the groom and his family are Pentecostal. There was a point during the reception during which a big group of people where dancing in a circle with joined hands singing something along the lines of &amp;quot;Praise the Lord, praise his name!&amp;quot; I don&amp;#39;t think that&amp;#39;s right because it doesn&amp;#39;t sound as creepy as it actually was. I had to leave the reception area I was so freaked. I waited to come back until I heard somewhat &amp;quot;normal&amp;quot; music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Friend&amp;#39;s Wedding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the maid of honor and wore the exact same thing as the bride and bridesmaid - a white button down shirt and green denim shorts. The men wore the exact same outfits. It was a white trashtastic wedding and that marriage is also over.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/3722748814480949644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/3722748814480949644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248591427330#c3722748814480949644' title=''/><author><name>dbfreak</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08267897543234538172</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-5066741691556533022</id><published>2009-07-25T18:13:52.079-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T18:13:52.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loved the video but refuse to watch again due to C...</title><content type='html'>Loved the video but refuse to watch again due to Chris Brown. Sorry.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/5066741691556533022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/5066741691556533022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248570832079#c5066741691556533022' title=''/><author><name>Jim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03198099893245007405</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-2131580202863513590</id><published>2009-07-25T17:19:19.181-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T17:19:19.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just when I think I'm a hopeless cynical bastard I...</title><content type='html'>just when I think I&amp;#39;m a hopeless cynical bastard I watch videos like this and cry because it&amp;#39;s so sweet and joyful. Loved it.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/2131580202863513590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/2131580202863513590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248567559181#c2131580202863513590' title=''/><author><name>moxie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13397474251296116913</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-6969115962333610636</id><published>2009-07-25T13:18:41.363-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T13:18:41.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hubby and I did get married in 2001 at Hell Post O...</title><content type='html'>Hubby and I did get married in 2001 at Hell Post Office on Grand Cayman, though, and then we sneaked into Cuba for an illegal honeymoon in Havana!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/6969115962333610636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/6969115962333610636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248553121363#c6969115962333610636' title=''/><author><name>selenakyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16883189902232698160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-6941098376675927310</id><published>2009-07-25T13:15:51.946-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T13:15:51.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just now seeing it at 4:10 Sat east coast time...</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;m just now seeing it at 4:10 Sat east coast time, and I cried at the end too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was frickin&amp;#39; awesome. How sweet and touching.  It&amp;#39;s a celebration, not a funeral, right!?!  Killer.  Can&amp;#39;t top that one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprised they could do that in such a traditional-looking church.  My Grandmama and her contemporaries would&amp;#39;ve had a fit at such carrying on.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/6941098376675927310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/6941098376675927310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248552951946#c6941098376675927310' title=''/><author><name>selenakyle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16883189902232698160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-61992029778361694</id><published>2009-07-25T11:07:06.586-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T11:07:06.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haven't been to that many weddings, surprisingly e...</title><content type='html'>Haven&amp;#39;t been to that many weddings, surprisingly enough, but my all-time favorite so far is my friends Laurie &amp;amp; Santiago--they, like many of my friends, are pretty hardcore geeks, not to mention very individualistic, sooo...they had a miniature R2D2 as a &amp;quot;flower droid&amp;quot; (he went tootling down the aisle, hit the front of the stage area, and went down, to much laughter); the JP (their housemate JB) started out the ceremony with the infamous &amp;quot;Mawwige!&amp;quot; bit from &lt;i&gt;The Princess Bride&lt;/i&gt;, and the attendees were dressed in everything from goth black to tiedye to Utilikilts.  But the absolute best part of the whole shebang was the first dance, immediately followed up by...The First Lightsaber Duel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gonC2NG5j1o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part: other than seeing her pounce &amp;amp; smooch periodically, hearing the bride&amp;#39;s dad yell (at about 1:03) &amp;quot;Use the force, Laurie!&amp;quot;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/61992029778361694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/61992029778361694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248545226586#c61992029778361694' title=''/><author><name>Robin the Mad Photographer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05766675938768012882</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-5911309604410269099</id><published>2009-07-25T07:06:05.546-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T07:06:05.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I actually got a little misty eyed at the end of t...</title><content type='html'>I actually got a little misty eyed at the end of this, and I do NOT cry at wedding videos...*L*. I think everyone should just do whatever they want at their own wedding. I got married in jeans and my husband&amp;#39;s Motorhead t-shirt in the marriage commissioner&amp;#39;s apartment with a couple of family members present. Anything else - for US - would have felt silly. We&amp;#39;re gonna do a big party for our 10th though, but we have another 3 years to go...*L*</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/5911309604410269099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/5911309604410269099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248530765546#c5911309604410269099' title=''/><author><name>Harriet Hellfire</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13273140641643205278</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03732896596782281565'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-5375355815429879878</id><published>2009-07-25T05:11:40.942-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T05:11:40.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh and i was wondering what the reception was like...</title><content type='html'>Oh and i was wondering what the reception was like too, haha.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/5375355815429879878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/5375355815429879878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248523900942#c5375355815429879878' title=''/><author><name>Aimée</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843828674801651955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05904966153596702997'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-368518373465927949</id><published>2009-07-25T05:11:09.734-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T05:11:09.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That really did make my day, until i read these co...</title><content type='html'>That really did make my day, until i read these comments and found out who the song was by :-( That&amp;#39;s tainted it a little bit now.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/368518373465927949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/368518373465927949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248523869734#c368518373465927949' title=''/><author><name>Aimée</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02843828674801651955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05904966153596702997'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-4074216057313694022</id><published>2009-07-25T00:17:02.660-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T00:17:02.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im a true fan! That is how you should feel on your...</title><content type='html'>Im a true fan! That is how you should feel on your day.  If you don&amp;#39;t care to act the fool then don&amp;#39;t do it!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/4074216057313694022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/4074216057313694022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248506222660#c4074216057313694022' title=''/><author><name>Katja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17506334744308802220</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-1350597712754591453</id><published>2009-07-24T22:46:55.075-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:46:55.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GoodGrief, not all brides are nervous.  I certainl...</title><content type='html'>GoodGrief, not all brides are nervous.  I certainly wasn&amp;#39;t, and most of my friends were rock steady too.  I think it had to do with being absolutely certain of the men we were marrying, and just excited to party with our friends.  In fact, about 8 of us got married in an 18 month period, and none have divorced.  It&amp;#39;ll be 20 years for us in November and we fell in about the middle of the pack.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE this video, it never even occured to me that they might be seeking attention, I just thought it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assumed that when I got married I&amp;#39;d be walking down the aisle to the Trumpet Voluntary or the Four Seasons or something elegant like that.  Noooo, I married a man who can write music, and he composed the music for our processional, which I&amp;#39;ve alwasy thought was really cool!</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/1350597712754591453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/1350597712754591453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248500815075#c1350597712754591453' title=''/><author><name>fairylights</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13362027974836013123</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-1664347338891358244</id><published>2009-07-24T20:58:49.603-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:58:49.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love love love this wedding! The bride had the mos...</title><content type='html'>love love love this wedding! The bride had the most relaxed look on her face and her body and you could tell she was happy and so was he. I like that they seemed like friends as well as soon to be husband and wife. Yeah, it was coordinated and reheared but no i dont believe it was all for Youtube. The look on her face alone convinced me of that...</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/1664347338891358244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/1664347338891358244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248494329603#c1664347338891358244' title=''/><author><name>Jasmine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13658518800251976948</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-8588634543792224593</id><published>2009-07-24T20:40:10.769-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:40:10.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>@ Bettie "In all his mullett glory"
Awesome! I lov...</title><content type='html'>@ Bettie &amp;quot;In all his mullett glory&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome! I loved that more than the video :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I despise Chris Brown, but sometimes a song is aloud to be &amp;#39;just a song&amp;#39;. Picasso was a philandering miser prick, but I still enjoy his art. It&amp;#39;s their wedding, relax. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about weddings is, everyone seems to think they&amp;#39;re wedding was the best, but really, we as quests, only remember Mullet Dude, Gramma wasted, fist fight. We don&amp;#39;t remember or give a rats ass about all the accoutremants you went into debt for ego&amp;#39;s sake to show off. And it is precisely this reason I have no plans to get married. Have lived in sin for 15 years. And the very next day, you can&amp;#39;t tell married/vs sinner apart on the street</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/8588634543792224593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/8588634543792224593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248493210769#c8588634543792224593' title=''/><author><name>mygeorgie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12343273609909455083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-2375389778078935616</id><published>2009-07-24T19:19:17.104-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T19:19:17.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A relative's future wife dieted strenuously for a ...</title><content type='html'>A relative&amp;#39;s future wife dieted strenuously for a week to fit into her wedding dress(didn&amp;#39;t work). After the stressful ceremony&lt;br /&gt;she did lots of shots on the party bus on it&amp;#39;s way to the reception.&lt;br /&gt;Passed out/puking for 80% of her reception.Missed the toast, diiner etc. Showed up positively green to dance with her crew about an hour before party was over. All us old bitties were whispering like crazy about it. Glad it wasn&amp;#39;t me! And to top it off she was 2+ weeks prego at the time! Little guy is OK(I think!)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/2375389778078935616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/2375389778078935616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248488357104#c2375389778078935616' title=''/><author><name>B626</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05878165569000857168</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-7702381769750495104</id><published>2009-07-24T18:55:17.225-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T18:55:17.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I was at all three of my Mom's weddings. She was 5...</title><content type='html'>I was at all three of my Mom&amp;#39;s weddings. She was 5 months pregnant with me when she married my Dad. At 17, I was one of her witnesses when she married her second husband at the Justice of the Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her third wedding ceremony was a Pagan Handfasting, which I officiated. And I&amp;#39;m hoping third time&amp;#39;s a charm, &amp;#39;cause if she keeps getting married like this, I&amp;#39;m gonna start calling her Zsa Zsa...</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/7702381769750495104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/7702381769750495104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248486917225#c7702381769750495104' title=''/><author><name>Jewels</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11139913832176062215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-954162810189788879</id><published>2009-07-24T18:38:26.870-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T18:38:26.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My brother's wedding....The best man got up to mak...</title><content type='html'>My brother&amp;#39;s wedding....The best man got up to make his toast and started talking about how my brother and him would go out and pick up girls, then he said some other normal things, then kept going back to picking up girls.  Finally, someone in the room yelled out &amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s a toast not a roast&amp;quot; and he finally shut up.  That was the last day my brother ever spoke with him (and they have been married 25 years).  Now I am not sure if my bother actually did this, but they had been dating on an off since they were 13 so it may have been during one of those times (I hope)</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/954162810189788879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/954162810189788879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248485906870#c954162810189788879' title=''/><author><name>kelly</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795679873943459688</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-3776327874174752511</id><published>2009-07-24T18:26:29.965-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T18:26:29.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My cousin's wedding hands down, worst wedding EVER...</title><content type='html'>My cousin&amp;#39;s wedding hands down, worst wedding EVER.  One hour before I found out my grandfather on the opposite side of the family had died, so I was a wreck to begin with.  The colors were fushia and silver, and giant Texas hair was a requirement.  The men were dressed in white tails and serious mullets. After all the attendants were in place, the groom, in all his mullet glory, serenaded his giant meringue of a wife-to-be with a Boyz to Men or KC and JoJo tune (really not sure which)that incorporated all the facial and hand gestures of a Michael Bolton ballad.  After I figured out I was not having grief induced hallucinations and that this was really happening, the minister started to lead the audience in prayer.  About that time, my 2 year old son, who was sitting with another family member a few pews behind me, let out the most pain filled scream at a time when there was no other sound.  Apparently his little suspenders had popped off his pants and the person who tried to reattach them actually attached it to his stomach.  Needless to say, I used it as an excuse to leave, but that day is definitely burned into my brain.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/3776327874174752511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/3776327874174752511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248485189965#c3776327874174752511' title=''/><author><name>Bettie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07953467601205158118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-4027622454566906498</id><published>2009-07-24T17:49:04.062-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T17:49:04.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have to admit, I generally do not like weddings,...</title><content type='html'>I have to admit, I generally do not like weddings, but mine was pretty fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to get married about one month before we actually did because we were buying a house so I said to my partner &amp;quot;We&amp;#39;re going to ask our friends to help us move anyway, so why don&amp;#39;t we just get married the same day after we are moved in?&amp;quot; He thought that was hilarious, so we did. We started the move at 10:00a, were finished by 6p and got married at 7:30p at our new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wore t-shirts we had made (in black &amp;amp; white) that said &amp;#39;co-signer&amp;#39; and our &amp;#39;minister&amp;#39; had a red t-shirt that said &amp;#39;El Diablo&amp;#39;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that wasn&amp;#39;t the hi-light. The hi-light came courtesy of our friend, Mark. Mark had suffered a stroke pretty much on the day we decided to get married and, one month later was still suffering from some serious aphasia. After a funny and heart-felt ceremony, Mark looked at us very seriously and said:&amp;quot;You may now PISS.&amp;quot; Everyone burst out laughing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/4027622454566906498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/4027622454566906498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248482944062#c4027622454566906498' title=''/><author><name>maryja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05891810718245816712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='06996365222179374126'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-4168036482174931428</id><published>2009-07-24T17:41:38.583-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T17:41:38.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enty, my favourite wedding story, of course, is my...</title><content type='html'>Enty, my favourite wedding story, of course, is my script. The one you&amp;#39;re developing, remember? Except, hon, you don&amp;#39;t call, you don&amp;#39;t write, the option&amp;#39;s past due and still, I don&amp;#39;t hear from you. No happy ending for Ben and Debra?</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/4168036482174931428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/201381739353640526/comments/default/4168036482174931428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html?showComment=1248482498583#c4168036482174931428' title=''/><author><name>Mistik</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02316015566988431919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2009/07/your-turn_24.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37309174.post-201381739353640526' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37309174/posts/default/201381739353640526' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>