This past weekend has been wonderful. Friday, our neighbors the Taylor's daughter was married and we were so lucky to attend their wedding. They are wonderful friends and we love them. Jodi and I went to the reception with Nick and Allie. First of all, those two kids are a great combination at a reception. The wedding decor was a cornucopia of tantalizing child-unfriendly material. Round paper lanterns hung from trees in beautiful green, brown and pink. They had a nice 'retro' look to them. Unfortunately Nick and Allie saw them and thought, "Hey look, Matrimonial Pinatas." This act was followed by Act 2, which was a wonderful rendition of "I'm gonna throw a fit and roll on the ground in front of the food line."
We were pretty early, so there wasn't a huge crowd and we got right into the line. The mother of the bride, Arlene, is such a funny lady. She loves the TV show The Office, Seinfeld, etc. we are constantly swapping Christopher Guest movies. We love to laugh with them. I gave Arlene a nice, big hug and told her how wonderful the day had been and as I embraced her I noticed a piercing sensation in my upper right breast, a sensation that was undeniable. I realized in a split second that I was experiencing what all Prom dates, Scout Mothers, and Heavy Metal Guitarists fear the most. I was being skewered by a corsage. I winced, sweated, then realized this was too much pain, and too awkward not to say anything. So I said, "Oh no, I think I am stuck on your corsage!". Sure enough, as I pulled away the pin was definately just coming out of my shirt, we both looked down, it was like a bad scene out of a pirate movie where one person wants to stab the other, then they are both kind of surprised that he actually did it, they both look down, then at each other. It was troubling indeed. I was wearing a white shirt, and I had to look to confirm there was no blood gushing out. We both just awkwardly laughed it off, she went to the next guest, I went straight to the buffet. It wasn't until later as my jaw locked during a bite of Mango Bruschetta and Ham and Dill Croissant that I realized I should have headed straight for the tetanus shot.
Sunday, August 05, 2007
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I hope your kidding about the tetanus shot, but I hope your not kidding about the kids behavior! There's nothing like other kids bad behavior to make you feel okay about your parenting skills. My sister assures me that some day it will be safe to take them to public gatherings of people you actually know and care about. This must be why we love Wal-Mart so much because not matter what they are doing.......it's Wal-Mart!!
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