…for about the twentieth time.
Every time we are honored to attend someone’s wedding, it’s our wedding.
We’re discrete about it: we don’t try to horn in on another couple’s big day…but it’s our big day too. Jes’ sayin’.
Other couples celebrate their anniversaries: we celebrate our weddings.
Last night’s wedding was particularly nice. It had all the check-em-off ingredients;
- A bride, lovely in the extreme.
- A groom, bustin’ with pride.
- Personalized vows with charming personality.
- Impossibly tiny and appropriately bewildered flower girls.
But there was more.
This wedding was in a castle.
It was my first time to actually be in Castle Post on Versailles Road. It was a lovely event. The weather was spectacular. We were able to have the actual ceremony outdoors in sunny comfort. The food, the music, and the company was fine. Janie and I walked to our car afterward under a moon framed by turrets and crenelated walls.
I could not be more pleased.