Please let me sit at your wedding!

Hopefully I’ll not have to wear a tuxedo again to a wedding until my daughter (who is not quite one) marries. I’ve just finished with standing up for my sister-in-law’s German husband for their church wedding here in the states. Whew! That was hard work!

I’m not complaining, you know. I count him as a friend and not just a relation by marriages, so I was proud to step up and stand. For a long time. If we had had communion perhaps we in the wedding party would have been able to sit.

I know that I’ve been a professional public speaker but I find doing toasts unnerving. L and I both did them (she was the matron of honor for her sister) and although the audience seemed to enjoy them both (L did the better job) I’ve always had to leave the reception for an extended period of time in order to get myself ready. Maybe I try to do too much in them.

But next time, I’d love to just come to your wedding and not have to do anything! Probably just a result of having Stinky these days. She’s a great baby and was a wonderful flower girl but she then left me with four hours of sleep last night.