the wedding machine

We went to a wedding yesterday. A close friend of his got married. I had been dreading this for months. I'm not a big fan of weddings. Reasons are as follows:

1. It seems like every cliché thing gets done at every single one. Throw the bouquet. Take off the garter. It's mind numbing. Almost painful. Like, honestly, be original.
2. I'm not girly, therefore I don't have or wear dresses. I have a few maxi's but they're not really wedding material. One is a good pass for wedding attire and that's the one I wore. 
3. I despise large groups of people. Especially preppy "I'm better than you" people. They give me the shits.

HOWEVER! This wedding was beautiful. It wasn't cheesy at all. No bouquets were thrown, no garter slipped off any leg. It was original and cute and I loved it. The reception was held on their farm under a big, beautifully decorated tent. It felt very cozy. I liked everyone I met. Everyone was nice. There were people there that I was not interested in whatsoever but I kept my mouth shut. I just blocked them out. We sat with J's brother and sister-in-law, and a few other people from his softball team and their wives. I had a good time. J got to show me off and tell everyone we're expecting and we got some cute, ridiculous, somewhat-maternity pics taken with a cell phone. It was lovely. The food was AWESOME!! I'm a sucker for good food and let me tell you, I was not disappointed. I don't regret going.

You probably think I'm so negative. A jaded grouch-ass. You're sort of right. It depends. I like to believe that, at their core, people are inherently good. I give everyone the benefit of the doubt. I don't go into everything thinking it will be a disaster- but I am a realist, and I am prepared. Someone will be shitty. So far, I've been right every time. This was an exception. Color me pleasantly surprised.

The next wedding we'll be attending will be that of his friends, Mike and Erica. I adore those two. They're expecting! She's 3 weeks behind me. I'm excited for them.

As for our wedding, that's going to be a long way off. We have a baby coming, and we need to save money. We also want our child to be old enough to participate in it. Old enough to follow simple directions. It'll happen someday. I'm not really worried about being shackled by a government contract. I love J to death but marriage is serious. It's scary. I'm a child of a broken home so as you can imagine, I have my doubts. Doesn't mean I don't want to do it. It just makes me nervous, that's all.

Ok, I'm done blathering.