My two friends, J* and E* were married this past weekend. I don't know two people more in love then these two. The fact that they're gay only helps prove my theory that straight people just don't know how to love each other properly. You never see one without the other. Whenever plans are made, it's instinctual to make sure the other is available, otherwise one won't go without the other. Even at the wedding I was seated with another gay couple who have been together for 20 years! And they still look at each other like they only just started dating. Another great example is my closest friend N*. For as long as I've known him he's been in fantastic relationships. Fantastic LONG-TERM relationships. Or maybe men just really do know how to love, and women are the problem... Naaaah! :P

Anyway, back to the wedding. If it were my wedding I would've flipped out (in a bad way).

• Witness was late 20 minutes!!!! Not the parents, or any immediate family member. Freaking witness. At 5 minutes in, I would've pulled someone else to witness.
• The ceremony was conducted in a really small camera museum. The mayor was the one who conducted the civil union and underestimated how many people would attend. So there were no chairs set up or anything. We were supposed to stand. Last minute she let us use the next room where chairs were set up for a ceremony to happen right after theirs.

The Reception: Jesus... where to begin?

• I was with the couple when they went to a meeting with the chef. She was the one who put together the list of foods for their buffet. I want to go on record for saying that I was against the buffet. For $2.00 more, per person, they could've had a full course meal for each person. This bites them in the butt later. Anyway, it is customary that when you are meeting with the caterer... they give you samples of what is to be on the menu. She did not provide.
• She pulled out tablecloth samples for them to order. We picked out two colors. I figured if she's ordering them they would fit the tables. Circle ones for the round tables. Long table clothes for the long tables. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. So we had to deal with barely covered round tables with square tablecloths. The long tables were covered with overlapping tablecloths. On TOP OF THAT... they didn't even have the decency to iron the damn things.
• The food wasn't all that great. I think my lasagna is better than what they served, if I say so myself. Oh, and they didn't even make enough. I can't really say it's their fault, because people are known to take more than their fair share. Hence, the urging of the full course meal.
• Oh and the WORST part... they were seating people near the reception. That's right. At the very end of the restaurant, is a small section of booths. And they seated people there. So for them to service those people, they had to walk through the party. Classy.

All in all, my friends were really happy. I think they were happy to just get the day over with.
So congrats to the happy couple who are more deserving of such a special occasion/commitment.

*Wipes a tear.