i'm not dead yet

i took G with me to lisa's wedding. never one to turn down free food and an open bar, she was in. i felt a little odd going to a wedding that was heavily populated with the people that i work with, still being on medical leave. G was of very little help when i asked her if it was weird that i was there since i haven't been at work since mid-may. "yeah, kinda," was her response. after the first awkward ten minutes i told G that it didn't really matter what anyone else thought, i wasn't going to miss out on lisa's wedding.

the wedding and reception were both held outside on one of lisa's good friend's property. their back yard was bigger than the neighborhood i live in. i've always wanted to go to an outdoor wedding, so that was a bonus. she had a huge white tent set up in the middle of the yard with lilies and candles everywhere. G kept going on about how beautiful everything was. it really didn't even look like we were outside. i told her it looked like we were at a southern wedding, at least what i have in my mind as what a southern wedding would look like. lots of white, candles, flowers, and a warm breeze. we later decided that it was a scene right out of my best friend's wedding. lisa arrived by limo, making her big entrance. in typical lisa fashion she was about twenty minutes late. they stood by the lake and said their vows, very short but probably the prettiest wedding i've ever witnessed.

as i walked up to lisa to congratulate her she asked me if i was dying. i informed her that i wasn't aware that i was, if i was. she said that D called her crying telling her that the doctors still didn't know what was wrong with me. ever the drama queen D was worried that i was dying. i think she was more worried that i wouldn't be coming back to work. i just laughed and told her that i would be back eventually.

everyone at the wedding had a partner. the two guys parking cars referred to one another as, "my partner." the djs did the same. G asked me if it was a gay wedding, i assured her it was not. she asked me if i would start introducing her as my partner and i said sure. we kept cracking jokes about it for the rest of the night. we brought up our plans to wed that we made last summer at P's party. we decided that gifts weren't enough, so we'd have to charge admission to our reception since we could really use the cash. i asked D if she'd pay to attend our reception and she laughed it off. for some reason she didn't take us too seriously.

G fell in love with the food table. she kept going on and on about how nice it was. she's an event coordinator/catering manager. she said that her place of employment would never think to do something that nice for anyone. she then forced me to take pictures of all of the tables so she could take them with her to work. i felt like a tool taking pictures of food. she told me to pretend like i was taking a picture of the cake in the center of all the tables. i felt like even more of a tool when we later found out that it was a fake cake just being used as a centerpiece. thanks G.

i've known lisa for eight years and i've never seen her look more beautiful. i couldn't stop smiling every time she announced, to anyone who would listen, that she couldn't believe that she was married. too cute.

when we finally decided to take off we had to walk out into the huge yard where all of the cars were parked. i had no idea what direction to even start walking in, since it was dark, pretty much every car looked the same to me. we walked in three different directions and i kept pressing the button on the remote that i was holding up in the air, no luck. we laughed at the absurdity of our situation, but i can't really say that i'm surprised things like that happen to us all the time. "this is ridiculous, it's not like we're at cedar point or something," G said. after a few minutes i finally found my car and we headed home.

i'm really glad that i talked myself into going. i would have been pretty upset with myself for missing lisa's wedding. and it was good that i could put all of the rumors of my untimely death to rest as well.