Altar-ations
I planned a Bachelor Party...
Mind you, it was awfully tame. There was an evening of Championship Ice Racing followed by a Wrasslin' Tournament enjoyed over generous helping of wings. After all, none of us drinks, and my friend's fiancee would have killed us if there was anything questionable going on.
Still, I helped plan a Bachelor Party...
That means someone I know is getting married...
That means that it's someone I've known for a VERY LONG TIME...
That means I'm VERY GOOD FRIENDS with this person...
It also must mean I'M A GROOMSMAN...
OMGWTFBBQ!?!?!?!?!
How can someone I grew up with, did Boy Scouts with, played Koosh Ball Dodge Ball with, went to summer camp with, knew when I was an awkward (well, more awkward than I am now) teenager, have known since I was 5 be getting MARRIED!!!
Attention, whoever is in charge. Things are moving way too fast. I demand a breather!
I suppose I AM very excited for PJ. After all, Souen makes him very happy. He's still the same guy I've known since I was 5, the important things haven't changed. Only he's more confident and sure of himself, and I know she is a big part of that. He's ready for this...BUT I'M NOT!!! Why doesn't anyone think of MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
It's not like I haven't been to a wedding before. It's not even like PJ is the first of my friends to get married. But he's the first of my closest, known since I was 3 feet tall friends to get married. When college friends get married, it's different. You think of those people as adults and ready for these things. When you think of your boys, the ones who have been with you through thick and thin, the ones you have the stories and the memoreis and the inside jokes with, that's different. We used to chase (and then run away from) girls because they have cooties (frankly, I'm still convinced they do, how else do you explain the odd behavior?). And now, one of them is FRATERNIZING WITH THE ENEMY!!!
Ok, ok, this isn't all that unexpected. He and Souen have been together for...holy crap is it really 4 years now! And they've been engaged for a year...wait a minute...A WHOLE YEAR!?!?!?! DUDE!!! AGAIN WITH THE TIME THING! My watch has been stopping all week. Is this some sick, perverted sign!
I think this wedding marks a turning point in my life. Even more so than either graduation OR landing my first job. My friends and I are truly adults. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I mean, I guess that having someone to have and to hold is a better (and far more pleasant) mark of adulthood than the workplace rat race or the mortgage, but still, I don't wanna grow up. I wanna be a Toys'R'Us kid!
This is all for the better I know, but, I need my 5 minutes of panic time before I can remember to be happy for one of my best friends, one of the guys I hope is by my side if I ever have his kind of good fortune, and the one I hope plans my tame party as well.
Congratulations PJ. All the best.
Mind you, it was awfully tame. There was an evening of Championship Ice Racing followed by a Wrasslin' Tournament enjoyed over generous helping of wings. After all, none of us drinks, and my friend's fiancee would have killed us if there was anything questionable going on.
Still, I helped plan a Bachelor Party...
That means someone I know is getting married...
That means that it's someone I've known for a VERY LONG TIME...
That means I'm VERY GOOD FRIENDS with this person...
It also must mean I'M A GROOMSMAN...
OMGWTFBBQ!?!?!?!?!
How can someone I grew up with, did Boy Scouts with, played Koosh Ball Dodge Ball with, went to summer camp with, knew when I was an awkward (well, more awkward than I am now) teenager, have known since I was 5 be getting MARRIED!!!
Attention, whoever is in charge. Things are moving way too fast. I demand a breather!
I suppose I AM very excited for PJ. After all, Souen makes him very happy. He's still the same guy I've known since I was 5, the important things haven't changed. Only he's more confident and sure of himself, and I know she is a big part of that. He's ready for this...BUT I'M NOT!!! Why doesn't anyone think of MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
It's not like I haven't been to a wedding before. It's not even like PJ is the first of my friends to get married. But he's the first of my closest, known since I was 3 feet tall friends to get married. When college friends get married, it's different. You think of those people as adults and ready for these things. When you think of your boys, the ones who have been with you through thick and thin, the ones you have the stories and the memoreis and the inside jokes with, that's different. We used to chase (and then run away from) girls because they have cooties (frankly, I'm still convinced they do, how else do you explain the odd behavior?). And now, one of them is FRATERNIZING WITH THE ENEMY!!!
Ok, ok, this isn't all that unexpected. He and Souen have been together for...holy crap is it really 4 years now! And they've been engaged for a year...wait a minute...A WHOLE YEAR!?!?!?! DUDE!!! AGAIN WITH THE TIME THING! My watch has been stopping all week. Is this some sick, perverted sign!
I think this wedding marks a turning point in my life. Even more so than either graduation OR landing my first job. My friends and I are truly adults. BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I mean, I guess that having someone to have and to hold is a better (and far more pleasant) mark of adulthood than the workplace rat race or the mortgage, but still, I don't wanna grow up. I wanna be a Toys'R'Us kid!
This is all for the better I know, but, I need my 5 minutes of panic time before I can remember to be happy for one of my best friends, one of the guys I hope is by my side if I ever have his kind of good fortune, and the one I hope plans my tame party as well.
Congratulations PJ. All the best.