Tuxedos. I've never been a fan. Suits look good; tuxedos look penguiny. People get to keep suits; people usually have to rent tuxes. Gotta admit though, Meg did a damn good job picking out classy looking tuxes, with silvery-grey ties and vests.
Long religious ceremonies. Not my thing. Still, the wedding was beautiful, and it was an honor to be standing alongside my friends as they took the plunge. And it was funny as hell sitting with my other groomsmen friends as three of them kept flasks of bourbon in their tux pockets throughout the day.
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| Face yellowed for anonymity. Maybe I should have picked another color. |
Long drives. Frustrating as hell. Despite the drive being about 6.5 hours, it was actually pretty easy and mostly traffic-free. Having Lauryn in the car made it go by pleasantly. On the way home, we listened to all the Symphony X albums I have; she doesn't like all of my crazy music, but she seems to like them.
An extra day between the rehearsal dinner and the wedding. More money to spend and more time to ask off from work. In all honesty though, I'm glad they did it. I was able to see my friends more, I was able to spend more time with Lauryn in an awesome hotel, and that extra day happened to be sunny and perfect for hanging outside at a local park.
Having members of the wedding party separated from their dates. That pissed me off, at first. After the wedding, we went to do pictures while our dates were essentially in limbo. Turns out, Lauryn and a couple of the other guys' girlfriends hung out at the hotel bar having drinks and becoming better acquainted. Well done. But then we were at separate tables at dinner. I was not happy about that... at first. But, I gotta admit, it was cool to be at a long VIP-style table elevated on a platform. I felt like I was at a roast or something. And I was able to get up at my leisure to see Lauryn.
The lesson is, sometimes friends annoy you or let you down... but have faith in Vince. Good old Vince.
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