Another holiday dinner! Clockwise from left: My cousin Chris, mom, Amy, Brett, Amanda, my cousin Steve and Mer. (If I remember correctly, this is right before we all got into a big discussion about global warming - because my cousin Chris, who is a consultant for oil companies, doesn't believe it's real. Or that if it is, it's just part of a natural cycle and has nothing to do with humans burning pretty much the ENTIRE oil supply that took x years to develop in just the last 100-odd years. Hmmm....)
My cousing Steve (Chris' younger brother) was the best man and give what was hands down the best (sweetest, funniest and warmest) speech I've ever heard.
Look! It's the other Battjers! Chris, Bruce and Steve. After getting suited up and noshing for a bit (ok, and having a few warm up drinks) it was time to head over to the country club where the wedding ceremony was being held.
Hahahah. Meanwhile, on the other side of the parking lot, Cousin Steve is trying to make time with 3 lovely EnJay ladies who all easily have 10+ years on him. He's all asking if he can go home with them and one of them goes "How old are you anyway, sixteen?"
After Bob put his shirt back on (and then after I finished shuddering in the corner and hugging myself) I drove across the bridge from Lavalette over to Long Beach Island to meet up with my cousin Steve (He's a Battjer too, can you believe that?) at some ridiculous Jersey Shore Beach bar where the amazing band, The Nerds, was playing. We decided to have a few beers and try to mingle with tha locals.
This is Steve's friend Kenny from Virginia Tech (Yep, the college. Contrary to what his 34-year-old-looking-face would lead you to believe, this guy's only 22 years old).
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