a spill

Tis the season for lots of weddings.

And with all those weddings comes lots of cake and lots of great free entertainment.

Well we attended a wedding a couple Saturdays back for some friends of ours. It was one of those awkward weddings where none of the guests no each other so you find yourself talking way more about the weather then you ever imagined possible. Seriously, it's not news a fellow Texan how hot it is outside. Anyway, boy and I were talking on the way over to the reception about who we might sit with and finally thought if worst comes to worst we can bust out with a duet to Tom Petty's "Free Fallin'" and surely someone will invite us to join them at their table.

And yes you would be correct that "Free Fallin'" isn't really made for a duet, but I assure you'd never know it wasn't because we know how to rock it.

So we make it to the reception after a beautiful church ceremony. Boy and I find a table with a young couple and a few bachelors. We ask if we can join them and sit down. Boy and I spot the cheese and fruit table and make a mad dash. We were head over heels to discover this magical table full of 4 different kinds of cheese. It was a beautiful sight after skipping lunch.

We headed back over to the table and as we munch on the appetizers we try to start up some small talk. We find out very quickly we picked the least lively table in the room as our table buddies text away on their iPhones. We realize we might have to begin warming up our vocal chords as we play "If you have to eat one of these cheeses for the rest of your life which one would it be?"

I tell you we're never short of the entertainment in this house. And just when we feared this might be a long evening an elderly couple that were the sweetest things you ever did see sat down next to us. We had a great time talking to them and finding out they are 20 years a part, married in 3 months of meeting and are still so deeply in love. During the conversation the little old man got up to get his bride a glass of red punch and as he comes back spills the entire cup on her beautiful ivory silk dress. I gasped at the sight and scrambled for all the napkins I could find. Regardless of all the blotting we did it left a huge stain on her gorgeous dress. The best part was....she never once blamed him. But instead thanked him repeatedly for getting her the cup.

I love that.

How cool to witness a marriage that can only be strengthened by a spill.