This past weekend, Doug & I attended our first Jewish wedding.
AND - Doug was IN the wedding! Mazel tov!
An elderly woman was sitting by me in the ceremony,
and we chatted a little as we were waiting for things to start.
I told her my husband was one of the groomsmen, and at that point, Doug walked past.
I said, "That one's mine!"
And she goes, "Ooh, he is handsome."
Yep. Even when he gives me awkward smirks.
The ceremony was beautiful & the reception was a blast!
... Aside from the time I got hit on by one of the uncles.
I only knew 1 other couple besides the bride & groom, and since Doug was in the wedding,
I found myself wandering awkwardly into the reception hall alone.
Our name card indicated that I would be sitting at the head table with Doug,
so I grabbed my phone to shoot him a quick text and make sure that was accurate.
Suddenly, I was approached by a.. 40?something? year old guy who told me,
"There's no texting allowed in here."
I was like "... really?"
He laughed and said, "No, I'm kidding! Are you here by yourself?"
I replied, "Um, no - my husband is one of the groomsmen."
And he goes, "Aw maaan!"
At which blessed, blessed point, Doug walked into the room and quickly came over.
The food - awesome.
Good news! You get to see some of our dance moves that occurred in the photo booth.
We tore it up on the dance floor, I got serenaded by one of the singers,
and Doug got to sing "Forget you!" into the mic amidst our crazy dance moves.
All in all, such an awesome evening!
And of course, Zooey wanted to partake in the Kiddush.