We Went To A Wedding
Weddings are fun. People drink. People dance. Unless there's terrible music. There's almost always a rotten song thrown in for whatever reason, but occasionally the DJ will be gold all night long.
I don't think there is an appropriate wedding behaviour, and I think everyone enjoys a little goofiness. And the wedding I attended this New Year's weekend certainly had its share of goofiness, as well as a small amount of wackiness.
On top of that, the oddness going on that night was in abundance. There was some definite evil-type looks coming from Suz and her CBC-radio reporter sis, Beck, all night long. I was able to capture one such look here. And, at the risk of giving himself away to the good guys, there were shifty-eyed stares coming from Suz's '68 convertible-Camaro-driving bro, Nels. He didn't get caught, so I'm assuming there will be a sequel.
But the night wasn't all angry evil glares and squinty looks. There were smiley moments from Suz, and her sis & mom, moments of pure giddyness, and awkward moments where wedding-party photography was interrupted due to bathroom pilgrimages by yours truly.
Couples had their picture taken at the entrance, perhaps for some kind of wedding memory book. And that reminded Suz & me of our wedding. Polaroids were taken of our guests, and were then pasted into a wedding memories type book. Once complete, the book was passed around the tables, and the couples wrote messages to us beside their Polaroid.
However, over the years problems and arguments have caused many of those guests to break up, and even get divorced. Virtually 20% of the couples at our wedding have separated resulting in roughly 8 people whom I will never see again. Our wedding book is full of strangers now.
I hope that doesn't happen with the guests who attended this New Year's wedding.