Monday, November 17, 2008

I spent my weekend at a wedding in Tucson. Since it was in Tucson, it was a little bit different. Boyfriend and I and half the other guests filtered in after the ceremony took place because of a typo on the invitation. The reception was outside, there were rocks for centerpieces, and bottles and bottles of wine on each table. There were no seating arrangements.

Of all the people to sit next to, Boyfriend and I ended up with an Air Force guy. The guy was not expecting to sit by someone like me. At cake-cutting time he turned to Boyfriend and said curtly, "Your girlfriend should work on the 'inner dialogue' thing."