Trapped In My Own Mind

Traveling Wedding || Waco

“They mean well. It doesn’t go unnoticed. I do like the suit though.” She giggles looking at his socks. “You know how to make your wife happy.”

“Apparently I can’t iron correctly.” He laughs. “I know alot of things that make my wife happy. Right, Mrs. Georgia Masters.”

Traveling Wedding || Waco

She giggles and kisses the top of his head. “You’re not you without your mismatched socks. Why do you think I let you wear them at your reunion. I knew you didn’t want to be there so I wanted you comfortable. And you look so put together the socks could’ve slid.” She smiles at him.

“They were trying to make the ceremony nice, and it’s appreciated. The even pressed my suit so it wasn’t all wrinkled.” He says standing up. “I figured I’ve humor my best friends with the macthing socks for the ceremony and then the rest of the day-” He picks up his pant legs, showing his wife his socks. 

Traveling Wedding || Waco

“Mmmm don’t get me started on this debate Watson.” She laughs. “Oh what could you possibly have up your sleeve now.”

He pulls her into the next car and as they close the door, the other opens and the guests go for drinks. “Before we get our pictures done, i want t change my socks. I feel out of place with matching socks.” He laughs, pullnig out a pair od mis-matched socks he hid away and pulling off his shoes and mtching socks to put them on.