Matt and Erin's Wedding

It's been a while since we (by which I mean I) posted anything. But after the Dolomites, everything else just seems so lame. Actually, there has been one notable event in our lives. The day after I got home from Italy the two of us and the dogs piled into the car and drove 12 hours to go to the wedding of one of Alex's close grade school friends. Matt and Erin live in Colorado but came home to Minnesota (or close to it) to get married. Their wedding was officially in Wisconsin, but it was only 20 miles over the border. They had the greatest wedding venue--a bison farm!

Not only was the setting beautiful, but the bison were awesome. The owner of the farm ran short-bus tours out into the herd for guests all night long. He was an amazing man--he must have been 70 but he sang range tunes like "Home on the Range" and "Cattle Call" as he drove us around in the short bus like a 20 year old. The coolest thing was seeing the calves that had been born just that morning.

I was one of two "photographers" for the wedding. Talk about nerve wracking. I though I was going to be an auxiliary to a professional, but instead I was one of two amateurs (or at least the other guy claimed to be an amateur--he could have been lying). I took more than 500 photos. At least a few turned out well I think. This is the happy couple:


While I was busy snapping photos, Alex did a great job having fun as one of the groomsmen. But really, when does Alex NOT do a great job having fun?


Aside from the wedding, the whole weekend was great, even with jet lag. Whenever the whole Mettler gang gets together, you know you're in for a ride. Beth brought along her boyfriend Dan (smashed between Matt and Beth below) who was a great addition to the gang. He's a lot of fun to talk to. He was busily studying for the bar exam all weekend (or trying anyway--for anyone who has ever spent time in the Mettler house with all of them present, you know how difficult it would be to study). At one point late in the wedding Dan and I found ourselves sitting at a table watching Beth and Alex independently work their magic on the dance floor. We immediately came to the conclusion that their dancing style is genetic. Really, you should watch the two of them sometime!