Recent wedding

So, a few weeks ago, I had the honor and privilege of going to ANOTHER wedding. I say, "Another wedding" because my SO and I have been to more weddings than we can remember. I lost count at 60 -- some friends, some family, some random people who invited us and because of my guilt complex, I cannot say no.

So, here are some random thoughts about the wedding:
1. Bride was beautiful and groom looked incredibly happy
2. Bridesmaid dresses were actually very cute. They might have been some of the best ones of all the weddings. They were a beautiful color (I think a rose wine color) and very simple -- no poofs, no bows, no frills.
3. Nice ceremony -- religious but nice. Well done, not too over the top.
4. Location was very pretty, scenic. Like the dresses and the bride, beautiful but not over the top. (Notice how I did not say anything about how the groomsmen dressed ... there is a reason. They looked good but the outfits (chosen by the bride) did not make complete sense. To spare anyone pain, I will leave it at that).
5. Guests were INCREDIBLY nice. It was a different crowd than we are used to hanging with but it was great. There was one person in particular who was SO nice, you almost thought he was faking it but I do not think he was.
6. Fight at the wedding by two guests ... I think I do not need to say more than that but I will. Why do people act so stupid and choose to fight? Can you not have enough self control to stop yourself from wrestling on the ground?
7. Stripper. Okay, that probably got your attention. There was not a stripper at the wedding but there was a woman who looked like one. Gold lame, 70's style dress that was incredibly short. (She leaned over and I might have seen the thong unfortunately.) What added to the look was the shoes, the gold shoes that were wedge heals but cheap, lucite wedge heals. I almost expected to see them show off lights. What was the icing on the cake? At one point in time during the reception, I saw her swinging around a pole (yes, a pole) and she was rubbing her backside against it. Need I say more?

It's the little things ...

While there are many big things that make you happy, sometimes it's the little things that make your day great. I was getting dressed this morning and my daughter said, "I help mommy get dressed." After she helped me put on my sweatpants and shirt (I love working from home on Fridays), it was time to do my hair.

My daughter said, "I do mommy's hair." So I asked her if she wanted to help Mommy put her hair in a pony tail and she said, "No, no, no, Mommy. You do pig tails." She then proceeded to help me put my hair in pig tails. I will not tell you my age but a woman my age does not seem to fit with pig tails.

However, the absolute and total joy on my daughter's face when she realized that SHE did Mommy's hair is priceless. She danced around, laughed her incredibly infectious laugh and just beamed. I will probably change it before leaving the house later today but for now, the silly pig tails will stay in just because ...

Kaboom!

My husband always laughs at me when I tell him stories because his favorite saying is "This stuff only happens to you ... "

Well, I think I had another one of those instances. I was driving home from work and was minding my own business. On one of the roads I go on, there was a car on the left that was smoking and a guy who shooting under the engine with a fire extinguisher. I got a little nervous when I saw that but no big deal. The car next to me would not move so it took me a few seconds to get past the smoking car ...

About 10 seconds after passing the car, kaboom! Yes, kaboom! The car exploded. Scared the crap out of me, one of those instances where it takes our heart about 20 minutes to calm down. I was fine and car was fine (thank god because I was not driving mine, DOH!). But just made me think that weird shit really DOES happen to me.

Another day, another odd situation again ... I am sure.

Absolutely beautiful

So, I am not one to talk on and on and on (at least not about this topic) about how attractive someone is. I notice attractive people, give them the subtle once over (subtlety is something that my SO often lacks). Anyway, I have to say that I saw the absolutely most beautiful man I have ever seen (except for my SO of course (he reads my posts, hi honey)). And I think the word beautiful is better to describe him than hot ... he had the face and hair of George Clooney and the body of someone who is RIDICULOUSLY hot. He was wearing a clean, crisp white collared shirt with gray slacks and a beautiful pair of italian leather shoes. Nails were perfectly manicured, chiseled chin and everything was perfectly in place.

Beautiful, just beautiful. I probably watched him my entire flight en route to my glorious destination in middle-of-nowhere America.

So beautiful ... okay, I am done.

Where do these people come from?

So in my previous life, I was a traveler -- one who did the weekly trip and spent most of my life living out of a suitcase. If you are or were in my previous profession, you know exactly what I do.

Anyway, my point is that traveling and specifically flying are easy for me and I have my routine down. Now, I have seen many things that surprise me but this one almost shocked me today. I was standing in line at security, shoes off and computer in hand (I did not take the jacket off just yet because I was wearing a cami). The woman in front of me apparently has not traveled in over 6 years (since pre-9/11). As she was going through security, they threw away some gigantic liquid she had in her bag and she had no clue why. She looked even more baffled when they asked her to take off her shoes and horrified when they asked her to take off her jacket. Me, on the other hand, I will strip buck naked if it gets me through the line faster ... but I digress. So, she did all that after some shock.

Then I go to my gate and sit for a LONG time (note to self -- never rely on colleague when planning travel because they haven't a freaking clue). And the woman from the security area sits next to me. Overhead, they make the typical security threat announcement (the national security level is orange ... blah blah blah). And she looks at me (in all seriousness) and says, "Security threat? What do they mean by security threat and what is code orange? Have we been attacked or something?"

It took every ounce of strength not to start laughing and say, "Hey lady, have you been living under a freaking rock?" Seriously though, where do people like this come from?