After dinner, the three us went around the corner to meet up with Leigh and Max! (The next morning I woke up with the flu and was in bed for the rest of Tara's visit! Boooo!) Sorry, I missed you, lady! Come out here again soon!
Tara re-enacting her preggo days! (As I'm writing this, Tara's actually knocked up again for real! Her second kid, a boy named Tex is due in June!). She left for Texas bring and early the next morning! It was great seeing you, Shitbird! Bring Greg and the rugrats next time!
We hopped into a cab and headed over to MisShapes, where after years of internet friendship (dorks!), Tara and Leigh finally got to meet in person! Awww! It was a picture-perfect moment...
We left Revolver and started walking west on Rivington which led us directly past the apartment where Tara used to live back when she lived in NYC! *Sniffle!*
On Friday, Tara came from Texas to stay with us for a couple of days! Yay! We hadn't seen her since her and Greg's wedding in March! Here she is showing Meredith new pictures of Lucy.
Around 5pm, we said farewell to the brand new Mr. & Mrs. Feeney (and spawn!) and then packed up our stuff and headed to the airport to catch our flight back to NYC! Congrats again, you three! Thanks for having us!
Then later that afternoon, we went back to the hotel to hang out with Greg and Tara one last time before we had to head home. Here's Tara with baby Lucy!
...but then will quickly change gears to show her true colors. Hahah. How funny would it be to have wedding photos where all the guests where ONLY making faces like these?
They hotel closed down the reception room at 1am and I'm happy to announce that Meredith and I were among the very last guests. Here's Meredith and Tara jumping for joy on the dance floor at the end of the night. Take one!
Congrats, Greg and Tara! Thanks for inviting us to the wedding! Here's wishing you wonderful and happy life together! (Now come visit us in New York!).
After the cake-smashing was over, Tara's dad Mike gave a speech. Beyond all the usual wonderful, heartwarming things that a father would normally say on his daughter's wedding day, Mike also managed to include a story about how back when he and Donna were first married, they had a cat that Mike named Poontang. Donna didn't learn that the cat was named after a slang word for vagina until one day when it got loose and she ran all over the neighborhood calling out "Pooon-tang! Pooooon-tang!" and some of the neighbor's kindly filled her in. Whooopsie! It was a really funny story made even funnier by the fact that he was telling it AT A WEDDING! Hahahaha.
Then she danced with her step-dad Daren (who is totally the real life version of Jason Lee's "Earl" character from the show My Name is Earl! Not personality-wise, just moustache-wise).
Sometimes when you go to a wedding, you're not sure if the bride and groom are going to feed each other the cake nicely, or whether they're going to smash it into each other's faces. In Tara and Greg's case, I had no doubt in my mind that there was going to be...
Awwwwww! I didn't take any other pics of the actual ceremony because the room was really big and we were all the way in the back! (But don't worry, I more than made up for it during the reception).
We all went to grab a quick bite at the hotel's restaurant (where we sat at a booth ACROSS FROM MC HAMMER and his "entourage" - I guess they were in town for the hip hop convention thingy) and Lucy and I got to know each other.
Then headed back downstairs to meet up with Tara and baby Lucy! This was the first time we'd gotten a chance to meet her! (The last time I saw Tara was exactly one year ago, back when Lucy was still being baked in the baby oven!)
Tara and Emily had been out the whole morning shopping and running around Austin, they came back to the hotel to grab their stuff and say goodbye before heading back to Houston.
TAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARA! Not just regular old Tara, PREGGO Tara! Hahahah. Look at her six month-old bump! Tara used to live in NYC, but then she moved away back to Texas, got married and got knizzocked up! She and her friend Emily drove from Houston to Austin to hang out!
...Tara in a GAY-ASS HAT! Whoops! There goes your erection! Hehe. Anybody that knows me knows that my biggest pet peave is girls in hats. Ugh, they just make me angry. Tara had stashed this in her car and meant to wear it when she picked me up at the bus station, but had forgotten about it. After we had said our goodbyes and I was walking towards the terminal she called out "Wait, wait! Brian, check me out!" and when I turned around...*shudder*...a fucking hat. (Actually it's not just a hat. It's the gayest hat to end all gay hats. It's the hat-equilalent of a unicorn co-owned by Nathan Lane and Ricky Martin.)
There have been lots of complaints and how Tara-less my site has become since her departure from NYC, so in order to appease creepy internet stalker weirdos everywhere, I made sure to take lots of pictures of Tara. Here's Tara with messy hair.
And then we went to some cool park to shoot the shit and catch up. After eating, we only had about ninety minutes to hang out before I had to head to the airport to catch my flight home.
Then we went for coffee. When I ran to the bathroom, Tara picked up this copy of Wallpaper* magazine and discovered that someone had been using it to surreptitiously cover up their...
Look who it is everybody! It's Tara! It's Tara. (She was so overwhelmed to see me the only way she could express it was by miming that she had ginormous gazongas.)
And on the walk home from Sarah's back to my place I snapped this pick of the door to Tara's old apartment in the LES (she's since moved back to Texas). Big ups to my babydoll. I miss you girlygirl.
Sarah and Tara! If it wasn't for Sarah, I might not have ever met Tara. I met Tara accidentally one night when I went to Piano's to meet Sarah for the first time!
Later that night, we went for coffee and treats at Ferrara's bakery. What's cuter than Tara in her little heart sweater holding a little I heart NY cake? Farewell, my sweet little faggot! You'd better come visit soon!