I’m sick of weddings already and I haven’t even been in one yet this year. Both of my brothers are getting married this year and I’m in the wedding party of both. I don’t know if I’m a cynical old spinster or what, but I am not interested in a wedding for myself. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not against marriage, in fact some day I would like to get married. What I don’t like is weddings. I think they are overrated and people make such a to-do about them when that’s when the work really begins. Couples spend so much money on this one day, thousands of dollars, and it just seems like such a waste. I’d like to elope and invite maybe ten people for my side, maybe do a destination wedding. But I don’t need a big wedding, I don’t need the big dress and the flowers on the tables and all that. I’d be there for the groom and that’s about it. He’s the one who would make it worth it.
That and the cake. Always the cake.
Lunacy and Letters 