Oh, weddings. I love weddings. Weddings are my favorite. 

You watch people put aside their time, career, infidelity, and whole life to now have to center it around someone else’s. It’s fantastic. You watch people vow to never have relations with anyone else ever again. You watch people come together in holy matrimony just to find out that they got sick of each other within a few years, if that. 

I don’t understand how people do it. I sometimes look at the clothes I buy and about 4 weeks later I look at them again and say, “what the hell was I thinking?”

But here’s to my dearest cousin David and his wife to be Elizabeth who just may be the exception to my viewpoint on every engaged couple in the world. Congrats on this special, special day. They’ve been together for about 7 years (I think I was about to be a junior in high school when I first met Liz) and I guess those two haven’t gotten sick of each other like last season’s blouse. Thank the good Lord. 

I’m going to absolutely tackle that open bar tonight.