I'm not anti-wedding.
I'm just tired of them this season.
I woke up this morning after another wedding nightmare. There I was, running around in a panic at my own wedding and decided at the last minute to leave. Sorry, Sweetie. Your fella just left you with a room full of guests and a now-available extra spot on the honeymoon cruise you've been looking forward to. Ya, I've had several of these similar dreams lately.
I'm in yet another wedding this month and I'm eating peanut butter sandwiches so that I can put away the money required for the $145 tux and super-expensive bachelor party. Is anyone else getting tired of shelling out money and going through the motions or is it just me? If I ever get married - which I'm not planning on doing - it's going to be very simply and enjoyable. Stick me on the beach in my shorts for a 20 minute ceremony and I'm good to go. Why do we tend to make everything in life so complicated?
Ehh, I'm not the party pooper. I'll be ready to go in two weeks with a smile on my face, a champagne flute in my hand, and a polished best-man speech to tickle the ears. I guess all the hoopla is all for the bride anyways.