Some people leave footprints on our heart. Cats leave fur on our sweaters. Dogs leave drool on our shoes. Families will crap on our doorstep. So when life gives you crap, garden it and make roses.
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
TWENTY
He was working as a technical assistant in the microbiological section of a laboratory and he got married.
It was a bush setting with an ornamental lake, in the hills.
In keeping with the wedding tradition of our family, there was the usual moment of lunacy.
The ornamental lake was overfull of water and wild ducks. The boy, ever mindful of the bush, said no confetti so the guests threw coloured rice.
Before you could say 'free lunch' the ducks were at the ceremony.
The Groom loved it, the Bride was not so impressed and the guests got used to side-stepping the quackers.
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3 comments:
SOn? Cousin?
Congratulations from groomzilla #1!
What a handsome Groom.
Chuckling at the wedding party side stepping the ducks.
Weddings do seem to be a time of lunacy, one way or another.
Love and best wishes
I hope you and the better half are blessed with a son like this and soon. Bloggers need weddings (ladycracker), kittens (lefty) and kids to offset the general crapiness of politics.
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