The way I see it, people are allowed one free pass to be drunk and belligerent at a wedding. If they do this twice, they've earned themselves a REPUTATION. At only 26 years of age, I've already used my free pass, which means that I absolutely must behave myself at the wedding Dean and I are going to next weekend. Unfortunately, much like the wedding at which I used my free pass, this wedding is in Boondocks, Minnesota and will be attended by people who have repeatedly disrespected Dean, and therefore myself as well. Unfortunately, I am three years removed from living in Minnesota, Passive Aggressive Capital of the U.S.A., and now even when sober can be thought of as belligerent by midwest standards. Dean's best friend from college is getting married and Dean is the best man. Which means that I get to sit at the Wedding Party's Significant Other table and dodge questions about when Dean is finally going to make an honest woman of me. I'll get to deal with reactions to being a (gasp) Owner of Three Cats and the glazed over looks that accompnay my response to the ever popular "so what do you do?" In short, things are not looking good for me being well-behaved at this wedding. So why am I going?
1. To support Dean and be his personal cheerleader for this college reunion of a wedding.
2. Because I would go to Minnesota to spend time with my friends and family sometime this summer anyway.
3. To see Dean in a tux.
So this weekend and early next week I am tying up loose ends at work, getting ready to grudgingly relinquish control of my duties in the lab. I leave for Minnesota on Wednesday but that doesn't mean you won't be hearing from me. The minute I am out of Boondocks, Minnesota and back to civilization I will give you all my report card for the wedding.
One more thing. A friend of mine sent me this quote and I loved it so much I thought I'd share.
"Men are like a fine wine. They begin as grapes, and it's up to women to stomp the crap out of them until they turn into something acceptable to have dinner with."