Tuesday, July 21, 2009

To discuss a Weekend Update Part II: Weddings, Traffic and Bye Bye Bye

This is part II of my Weekend Update. To read about my exploits while touring Mt. Vernon, go here. To have Joe investigate the mysterious noise in the cave, turn to page 37. To read about my time at my friend Steve's wedding, continue here.

Backstory: All my friends are now married or getting married.*

Another one, Steve, took the wedding plunge last Saturday in Richmond. I met Steve when we both lived in Connecticut-- we did a few shows together, and I sang with him at his church. I've since moved to Pennsylvania, and he's since moved to Virginia. His wedding would be the first time I've seen him since we moved away. Capricorn couldn't make the trip because of work, so I was flying this one solo (she told me to stay away from bridesmaids).
Steve and his bride met through church choir. He proposed at a choir practice by singing an original song with the choir as back-up. Romantic stuff.

And now, a recap of the weekend:
  • The church is about 3 hours, 45 minutes from where I live; Google said it might take an extra hour in the inevitable D.C.-area traffic. I left at 11:15 to get there by 4 p.m. I got stuck in traffic for an hour, but only needed to go 6 miles in about 35 minutes. Wouldn't you know it, there was an accident. Now down to 4 miles in 15 minutes. Wouldn't you know it, there was another accident.
  • I pulled into the church with an urge to pee not unlike a horse with an overactive bladder listening to a running faucet. But more urgently, it was 4:02. I walked inside the lobby, and saw the bridal party about to enter the sanctuary. The first time I had ever seen Steve's bride was while I was scooting past her. I snuck in a side door to the sanctuary.
  • Quick flashback: While getting ready, I decided to wear a dress shirt, khakis and tie, as this is a summer wedding in Virginia for a young couple. Back to present: I surveyed the sanctuary. Every. single. guy. was wearing a jacket. The only guy not wearing one happened to be five-years-old and had a juice box. Sweet.
  • Because I was running behind, I didn't have a program. That became an issue when we were all asked to sing a hymn using lyrics printed in the program. No worries-- this is at a Presbyterian church, and I grew up Presbyterian. All you need to do is repeat words and phrases like "God Almighty," "meadows and the hills," "blessed Jesus," and "casseroles available in the vestibule."
  • Beautiful, traditional wedding. Steve's grinning like an idiot-- we should all be so lucky.
  • Now it's time for the Lord's Prayer. This is always an interesting time when you're with a random group of people at an unfamiliar church, no matter the denomination. It's a guessing game, and the hesitation is palpable: "Geez, do we say trespasses? Or are these debts and debtors kind of people?" I usually do a nice amalgamation: "despasses" and "trebts." God knows what's what.
  • Reception time: Did I mention the only people I know are all in the wedding party? Fortunately, seating arrangements had groomsmen and bridesmaid sitting amongst everyone else, so I had the three people I knew with me. Good thing too, as you can only get by for so long on, "So, how do you know the bride and groom?"
  • If it wasn't clear yet that Steve and his bride met at church, maybe this is a hint: The DJ (DJ is used loosely these days. They use their iTunes playlists) announced he would be taking requests... as long as those requests are "super clean secular music or Christian music." There goes my request for Kelis' "Milkshake" and Def Leppard's "Pour Some Sugar on Me."
  • I'm afraid that if I get married and don't have the YMCA and Cha Cha Slide played, there will be anarchy.
  • Steve busted out a new version of his proposal song, this time using lyrics about how happy he is to be married, and using groomsmen as a cappela back-up. Legendary.
  • And then, dear friends, there was this epic moment. Continuing on the music theme, the groomsmen and I convinced Steve to break out his old *NSYNC "Bye Bye Bye" routine. That's right-- all of us had an impromptu boy band concert for the crowd, hand gestures and all. Admit it. You are jealous.
  • Congratulations to the bride and groom... I hope you have a great life together.
* Give or take a few. But it seems to be a good estimate.
Check out the new poll on weddings, in the right sidebar.


Sam_I_am said...

Ah, my wedding has the Electric Slide, The Cha-Cha Slide, The YMCA, The Dawg (which I, try as I might, couldn't do in my wedding dress), the Macarena AND the Cupid Shuffle, which I had never heard of until a wedding show. How long will your poll be up, because my wedding was june, we have one in July, one in August and my former roomie will be getting married in September. Guess I better learn the Cupid Shuffle...

Kellie said...

I flat out refused to let our DJ play the Hokey Pokey or the Chicken dance. No way. YMCA I allowed. It gets people out there no matter how ridiculous you feel doing it. :)

Herding Cats said...

Secular music? Oh dear. They had booze right?

FunnyGal KAT said...

I know I'm getting old because I just responded to the poll and my answer was "one." Now, if you had asked me the same question last summer, I would have voted "four quadrillion." It seems everyone is moving on to having babies so I be anxiously awaiting the baby shower poll.

kisatrtle said...

Is this NSYNC routine on video. I'm dying to see it.

*~Dani~* said...

Man I miss those choose your own adventure books. Do you think they have them for adults?

Also, the NSYNC routine did not happen unless there is video. Where is the video?

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