Three Brides And Pasta

After a full 9 hour day at work where I swear at some point around three the clock time stopped and then started going backwards, and then another 3 hour debacle in the car navigating through hellish LA traffic, I finally arrived at Macaroni Grill where I was meeting with my engaged friends Mrs. Bulldog and Mrs. Cutie Pie. We were all bringing our wedding ideas and I was excited for us all to go over notes, ideas, and exchange gossip about all of our respective weddings. I have found that the only thing I can think about or talk about lately seems to be the wedding. It is as if a parasite has fought a war and won a piece of residence in a part of my brain and like any tyrant has rerouted all functions and communications through its sector before being approved or denied. Therefore everyone around me is now sick to death of listening to me talk about the big day. I can see their eyes just film over, their head bobbing up and down in autopilot, as grocery lists and errands are being recited in their heads.

This is one of the reasons that the brides have scheduled this dinner so we could all have free reign to talk as much or as fast as we could about our weddings and not feel like we are monopolizing the conversation with something that is not relevant to their lives.

I am excited to say that we all seem to be having very different themes for our weddings. Mrs. Cutie Pie is having her wedding in a fancy hotel by the beach. Mrs. Bulldog is having an outdoor courtyard wedding at a lake, and I am having an old fashioned church wedding and then a reception at an Italian hall. I know most of the friends that will be attending their weddings probably will not make it to mine but it still made me feel great that we were not all having similar concepts.

Unfortunately the hour and a half dinner did not allow us to cover everything but it did allow a lot of ideas to be shared and other things left to consider. I am so grateful that I can share this experience with them.