Congratulations to Paula and Brent. They got married today. Their wedding was one of the best celebrations I've been to in a while. Why was it great? Why, thanks for asking. I enjoyed it because:
The ceremony was the perfect length. Not too short. Not too long. One reader. (My nephew, The General, did the reading. Better public speaker than I am, and looked incredibly sharp in a tux. And yes, ladies, he is single, but he's only 9.)
Terrific soloist. Beautiful voice.
Bridesmaid dresses were stunning. And set your skepticism aside when I tell you that they could indeed be worn again at another formal occasion.
The bride and groom ushered their guests out quickly - in lieu of a receiving line.
Assigned seating at the reception. I dislike general admission style seating. I understand the convenience of it - I did it at my own wedding. But it has drawbacks. ("Yeah, pull up a few more chairs. No reason we can't squeeze 14 around this table designed to seat eight.") I love the feeling of knowing there is a chair specifically designated for me, and I am not in a rush to throw a coat or purse on a seat, tip it against the table, pee on it, or in any other way have to mark my territory.
(Sorry, Mom, I know how much you hate the word pee. Urinate had too many syllables; wouldn't have flowed quite so well.)
Great food.
Free beer.
I had an excellent time. (And no, it wasn't because of the beer.)
And now it's time for bed. Tomorrow is my last outdoor soccer game of the season. Slight chance of snow, I hear.