This Saturday is my brothers wedding and it kicks off what I call wedding month (even though I only have two weddings in August, they come back-to-back). I swear every time I turn around I’m getting invited to a wedding, I’m hearing about an upcoming wedding or I’m attending a wedding. Not that I don’t like weddings or the lovelies getting married at them, it’s just that it’s true … when it rains, it pours!
Saturday is a big one for me because it’s my brother who is getting married and he is by far my favorite family member (sorry mom and dad). And though I somehow was able to weasel my way out of being a bridesmaid (no puffed sleeves or taffeta for me thank you very much!) I am giving the all important toast, one that has had me writing and crying for days now. How do you put into a few brief words how you feel about the two people getting married? It was hard enough writing the poem for Shannon’s wedding invitations, but writing this toast is stressing me out!
Not to mention that I need to hind the horrific bruise on my arm that I sustained during my Hawaiian vacation or my mom is going to wig out on me big time…
CW
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