Wes and I are getting ready for two weddings in the next month. He's flying to Florida in early October for the wedding of two college friends we're quite close to. Another teacher at the school is getting married the day before theirs, and some of the other teachers will be attending, so it was going to be impossible for me to go, too. But honestly, he might have more fun (he insists that's not the case) just being with the guys. Sometimes, when it's your closest friend getting married, it's easier to be there alone -- until the reception. Later in the month we're attending -- together -- an affair at the Four Seasons just a block from our apartment. It's a high society wedding between a couple we've gotten to know through Wes's job. He's a fellow resident (to anyone in the medical field that will read like an oxymoron), and she's in non-profit work. We've spent some time with them and really enjoy their company. The wedding is sure to be a blast -- especially because we don't have to be in it, and we only have to travel a block, literally, to get there and get home.
The funny thing to me is that we're doing for all these other weddings things we didn't even do for our own. Wes and I never really had a honeymoon, yet he's travelling to the Keys and staying in a gorgeous beachfront hotel for four nights. Our wedding was outdoors and very casual, but the second event is black tie. Wes actually rented a tux today, and I dropped by the makeup counter at Macy's to ask about some more dramatic makeup to go with my black silk dress and "hooker heels" (as my friend coined the shoes I wore in her wedding).
We're absolutely looking forward to both events, but I made this observation today as I was walking home. It's almost easier. I can have fun and let loose a little more when the expectations aren't so high. So what does this really say -- weddings are more fun when they're not all the same!
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