I started to read a book today that's called Wedding Season. I'd read about it online somewhere before it arrived at the store, so when it came in I was excited about it. I've only read a chapter so far (more tonight before sleeping I think), but it's quite good. The main character who seems to have some sort of moral objection to marriage somehow has to attend 17 weddings in six months. SEVENTEEN!
And here I was feeling sorry for myself. I have two weddings to attend this year (at least, two that I know of, there could be more in the wings). The first is May 1st, which isn't so long from now. This is my little brothers wedding. I say little, because he's younger. He's actually taller and significantly bigger than me, but that's neither here nor there, he's still my baby brother. This wedding gets more and more involved every time I hear about it. And every time I talk to them I find out there are things for me to do. Here I thought that I'd get to sit and watch and do nothing. Ha! From a money standpoint I'm extremely glad that I wasn't invited to be in the wedding party. I simply can't imagine having to pay all the money that bridesmaids have to pay at this point. I'd have to file for bankruptcy or get a second job or something in order to do it...
...and that's because the second wedding that I am going to is on June 5th. And for that one, I'm the maid of honor. My best friend from high school is getting married that day. I don't know her fiancee very well because they've both been off cruising the world for ages now and they are very rarely here. But, from the times we've met and stuff he seems quite perfect for her. So, I'm glad they found each other. :) I'm just not sure about how I'll pay for everything. The great thing about this wedding is that because they were away for so long the dresses were picked out ages ago, so I don't have to worry about paying for that now, because I paid for it in December. Hooray! :) Now I just need shoes, and hair and makeup and nails and presents, and a shower and....I'm not entirely sure what else.
So, yeah, I was feeling sorry for myself. But, then I saw this book (which admittedly is a work of fiction), and I realized I needed to stop complaining. Because I have two weddings, it could be much, much worse.
Posted by Michelle at March 22, 2004 08:50 AM