Sunday, October 4, 2009

A Wedding

You're traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind. A journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of imagination. That's the signpost up ahead - your next stop, the Pennsylvania wedding Zone!

This weekend my wife and I traveled to a little town in Pennsylvania, Kennett Square, to attend the wedding of one of my friends daughter. The place where the wedding and reception took place was beautiful. The ceremony was very nice being held outside with the weather being just great. After the ceremony we all went to the hall to celebrate and have a good time. My wife and I were seated at a table that had people of all ages, so it was nice to talk to all of the folks.There was one young girl at our table that was a little annoying because she kept texting through the whole affair. I guess it's just me but this really got to me, and if I would have had a couple more drinks and I would have said something.

As the evening went on and the drinks began to flow I got the courage to get up and dance. Now my idea of dancing is to put weight on one foot and then the the other while throwing my hands around to the beat of the music. Needless to say that I will never be mistaken for Fred Astair. I don't want to say that I look strange dancing but two people thought that I was having an epileptic seizure.

For most of the night your pal and a couple of women were the only ones on the floor, cutting a rug like the kids say. But as it always does the more drinks that were consumed the more people crowded on to the dance floor. By the end of the night every one that was left was on the floor. And because I was no longer the center of attention I just sat down.

After the evening was over there was a shuttle bus supplied to take the guest back to their hotel. And this was a very interesting trip, as most of the people on board were quite drunk. And this bus was swaying back and forth like a small sailboat in bad wind. With this combination it was just a matter of time before one of the young lady's, who was just snookered, let go right on to the brides beautiful wedding dress. And with that as a cap for the evening we all got back to our rooms for a good nights sleep.

4 comments:

Spencer Troxell said...

"Now my idea of dancing is to put weight on one foot and then the the other while throwing my hands around to the beat of the music."

I'm glad I'm not alone.

Farfsgirl said...

Having been a bride in the not too distant past, i can't believe someone barfed on this poor girl's dress. what a shame.

Lodo Grdzak said...

Daze to remember.

Willie Y said...

The problems are great for us rhythm challenged people.