After more than our fair share of the BS leadup drama a sampling), we have made it to the wedding day. My mother hasn’t had a heart attack, the other wedding was a pretty benign non-event, and our registry is nearly empty.
Aside from the weather disagreeing with us (stupid rain moving the ceremony from the sundeck to inside!), it’s all in pretty good shape. The men have their tuxes, the women their dresses, the officiant his lines, we our rings, license, and all that. We’re set.
My only worry is that the weather that’s going to make us adapt tonight is part of a stalled front that looks, early on, like it will sit on top of our honeymoon all next week. Og I hope we get SOME golf in.
Congratulations on the wedding. (Although, I confess to a certain amount of consternation(?) bemusement(?) alarm(!?) regarding a honeymoon in which the availability of golf appears to be of primary concern.)
Congratulations! May the two of you ummm… I was goin’ for something golfy here but I’m stumped… ummm… always be under par together. I think that makes sense.
