Hard at work indeed. I got that drink in my hand from a place where I completely missed a very pertinent sign:
So when we ordered our drinks, you can imagine my confusion when, after ordering daquiris, the bartender asked us what kind of shots we want. Riiiiggggghhhht... Alas, here was our bartender with goods to "fuel" our vigorous wedding planning:Chris also joined in the hard work. We had to go to Biloxi, MS so that we could hear our wedding band play (it's just a 2 hour drive from Pensacola). Before we headed home we did some decompressing...hearing bands play is very stressful.
Finally, back in New Orleans yet again working up an appetite: