Tuesday, September 7, 2010

John Mayer: A big dirtbag, and certainly no Paul McCartney.

Way way way back in the day, when I was a junior in high school, my two BFF's (Ceara Dille & Jackie Twitchell) and I went to see John Mayer in concert at USANA amphitheater.  The venue was pretty new, and John Mayer hadn't been famous all that long.  In fact, Maroon 5 was his opening act and they had just released their very first song that summer.  Anyway, I remember having so much fun at that show, and I also remember that Mr. Mayer put on a really good show.  So when I saw that he was coming back to USANA, I decided to take my parents for their birthdays.  My sister, Sarah came, too.  Chelsea opted out.

It was a fun night.  Fancy Taco Time for dinner - my choice!  The music was good (not the opening act, Owl City, they were the worst).  I meant that John Mayer was really, really good.  That is, his music was pretty much out of this world...when he wasn't talking psycho-babble during his songs!  I don't know if he was drunk, or high, or if he's really just a creeper, but it seriously made me question Jennifer Aniston's sanity for dating him over and over.  He talked for like 5 minutes during a stretched-out version of Gravity, which is one of my faves, and it kinda ruined it.  Not to mention, he made fun of people in the audience - totally embarrassed some girl holding a sign.  He did a Jimmy Hendrix cover, which blew us all away, and all of his solos were INSANE.  But I could go the rest of my life without hearing that guy speak (not sing) and be just fine, I'm sure. 

I've since concluded that I was really dumb in high school (I don't think that was it), or Johnny boy's head has grown just a tad and he's now on the D-bag end of the fame spectrum these days.  One thing I know for sure:  He's no Paul McCartney.  And I think Sir Paul may have ruined all future concerts for me, just by rocking my world so so so hard.

Proof that we really did have fun:

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Toph tied the KNOT!

This is my cousin Christopher.  When we were little I called him Topher, hence the title.

He got hitched to the love of his life, Tari, just a few weeks ago.

Best wedding party ever.

Here are the shenanigans I was able to capture:

Grandpa & Grandma Porter - they're the cutest darn couple you ever did see!

They always hold hands, and you can tell just by looking at them that they are still utterly and completely in love with each other.

Best marriage example I can think of.

Dad and me making fun of the genius photographer:

"Everyone look down...1,2,3...LOOK UP!"

Chels trying sushi & loving every minute of it.

Lady Shepherds

Grandma B. slowly stealing my husband...

a little closer...

and there you have it, folks.

Boo Boo & Dakota

He borrowed some of Richard's clothes, and it totally messed with my mind all day.

Bug scolding Mom.



Shirl & Tony with the grrrrls.

Finally stole my man back...

but not for long.

Toady was pooped.

Toph's dad is Tongan, so his side of the family had a huge, awesome Tongan reception.

Bride & Groom dancing.

Riard wasn't bored at all.

He gave the nicest speech - made us all cry.

I've never seen this kid so happy in all my life.

We love you guys, Chris & Tari!