The invitations started pouring in in April. I didn't pay too much heed to them; after all, I'd heard about them months earlier - happy phone calls and conversations. Heck, I was going to be in two of them.
So I sent the RSVP cards in sometime in April and went back to life. I had a vacation to go on after all, and thoughts of dancing, wedding cake and mustacolli-filled buffets simply couldn't compete with swim-up bars, margaritas and warm sunshine.
Then May arrived, and I realized something: anyone who finds weddings relaxing is nuts. Simply nuts. However, it was also an educational experience; I learned quite a bit:
- Don't leave a present - especially one made of glass - sitting on the edge of a table where the dog can knock it over. Strangely enough, this wouldn't have been an issue had I actually WRAPPED the damn thing and taken it with me to the wedding.
- If the guy at the tuxedo store tells you it's not necessary to pay, ask again. That way, they can't "lose" your tuxedo.
- I still hate Meat Loaf (the food and the singer).
- Why can't they play the Time Warp at weddings? It would spice things up a bit.
- Wedding photographers are apparently paid by the hour.
- Corsages don't taste too good (actually, I learned that years ago).
- Being able to field two softball teams (both with a bench) out of the wedding party really isn't something to be proud of.
- Dressing up is exhausting.
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