The Summer of the Weddings
Ok, ok, it happens to everybody. Sooner or later, there comes a point in time when literally all of your friends get married at once. But I think that my experience is a bit…extreme.
I have 14 weddings on my calender between March 17th and October 14th, 2006. But rather than freak out, which I did at first– for about a month, in fact– I’ve decided to make an event of it. I’m going to make a scrapbook, with photos of me with all the brides and the invitations stuck in it. I’m going to make a commemorative t-shirt and wear it to the showers I attend. I’m going to buy a couple of killer sundresses to wear. I’m going to drink as much free wine and champagne as I can, and dance until my feet are killing me. I’m going to buy pantyhose in bulk, because when you dance like that you can easily go through a pair a night.
Someday, I may even write a novel about it all. It sounds a little like Chick Lit, doesn’t it? Of course at the end of a book, the girl would wind up with Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome; and somehow I just don’t see that happening in my limited circle of friends. Besides, this is real life and it is more bitter, more sweet, more real than fiction.
So here’s to champagne, high heels, free buffets, Target gift registries, chocolate favors, bride-zillas and hideous bridesmaid dresses. Summer, here I come!
April 22nd, 2006 at 11:52 pm
That’s pretty extreme. I took similar measures last year (Ten weddings, but I only attended seven due to travel arrangements) and then was able to send lovely photo CDs to all my married friends… And then listen to all their tales of coming back down to Earth after the finery of weddings and honeymoons. Oh, and I didn’t bother with the summer dresses. I can never find the right colours.