Short and Bitter Sweet
Fri. night I left work in rochester at 10 and arrived in the north country around 2 am. When I arrived I found the groom and some groomsmen deeply envovled in a game of texas holdem' (they were playing for bragging rights only of course). A few hours of sleep and I was up and ironing, ok so I got someone else to Iron for me, but it is not to often I have a capable female around or even an incapable one for that matter.
Off to quick lunch at my favorite little coffe shop before the wedding. Aparantly my tie didn't match my shirt very well so I went up to my old roomate's apartment but he had nothing to match my pink striped shirt either. I did however manage to steal a belt from him. (I forgot my black belt at home and as we all know you can't mix black and brown.)
The wedding was great, a good testimony of two great people unified into one unit and all that. At some point all the allure of a wedding gets lost in the "I wish I was getting married" part of your brain. At least for those of us who are still single. Not that we should take time to be concerned with such nothingness but it seems to happen reguardless.
On to the reception or maybe I should say the "fasion show". You can tell a lot about people's personalities by what they where to a wedding. Aparantly there was a blue shirt and yellow tie memmo sent to all the guys and I missed it. The ladies, on the other hand were stunning in their sea of summer dresses, TJ max definately had a 10% increase in market sales last week.
Then there was the after party for close family and friends. A time to reconnect with some people I love and so on. But we won't go into that because I am out of tissues. My only complaint was the lack of dancing and I am still trying to find the mini bar (JK). By 9 pm I was back in my car and headed from home to rochester.
J.
Off to quick lunch at my favorite little coffe shop before the wedding. Aparantly my tie didn't match my shirt very well so I went up to my old roomate's apartment but he had nothing to match my pink striped shirt either. I did however manage to steal a belt from him. (I forgot my black belt at home and as we all know you can't mix black and brown.)
The wedding was great, a good testimony of two great people unified into one unit and all that. At some point all the allure of a wedding gets lost in the "I wish I was getting married" part of your brain. At least for those of us who are still single. Not that we should take time to be concerned with such nothingness but it seems to happen reguardless.
On to the reception or maybe I should say the "fasion show". You can tell a lot about people's personalities by what they where to a wedding. Aparantly there was a blue shirt and yellow tie memmo sent to all the guys and I missed it. The ladies, on the other hand were stunning in their sea of summer dresses, TJ max definately had a 10% increase in market sales last week.
Then there was the after party for close family and friends. A time to reconnect with some people I love and so on. But we won't go into that because I am out of tissues. My only complaint was the lack of dancing and I am still trying to find the mini bar (JK). By 9 pm I was back in my car and headed from home to rochester.
J.
posted by j. at
9:18 AM
3 Comments:
Aw, I love weddings..except for the "wishing it was me" thing..I do that too.
it was fun to see you, j.
and i still think you should come back to the north country. :)
hey, sorry i missed your call--i was out of country. give me a ring later on sometime.
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