Friday, December 18, 2009

5 Years

Five years ago we braved the bringing together of all the various warring factions sides of our families for a wedding. Sure, there were arguments, plenty of threats (from me) and perhaps 911 had to be called during our reception with paramedics swarming in.. but all of that is neither here nor there. The important thing is that we made damn sure all the elderly relatives were fed at a decent hour and not left waiting. And that we had an open bar. And really, isn't that what weddings are all about?

In the movies the groom is frequently shown freaking out and considering running off while he still can. Pacing back and forth... or doing last minute nerve calming shots with the best man. My husband to be? He calmly went downstairs in the chapel and ran his hands under hot water because he was "afraid they would be cold" when I got up to the altar. I think the typical concern is cold feet hon.

Happy Anniversary Roo

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