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Friday, November 30, 2007

This Is the Day I Marry My Friend......

Okay so they make these wedding invitations that I have mocked since the first time I ever saw them. They start out with that line, "This is the Day I Marry My friend" which nearly made me pee my pants the first time I saw it. I think the corny "I am 18 and getting married to my boyfriend after we graduate" sort of sentiment it inspired was really what set me off. I also loved to mock the bobbin head people that were almost always on such invitations. (I believe these pieces of shit decorative items are actually called Precious Moments).

I even got a couple invitations WITH said saccharine sentiment on it.

And I didn't go to those weddings.

Why go to weddings of people who have no better sense than that, I say.

Anyway, the point of this is that the other night I was hanging out with my REAL best friend. We were doing shots, and absolutely cracking up. Connecting the way you actually DO with your friends, telling each other stuff that you only tell your friends with our faces and sides hurting from laughing so much. There was beer, and music and we played video games and we just had the best time. It'd been so long since I had hung out with a friend like that, just reveling in the joy of being together, I had forgotten what it was like.

The point though, is this.

I was with my husband. I turned into one of those people after all.

Apparently, I'm also going to have to start collecting bobbin head people now.

Crap. I hate those things.


Anonymous said...

The little bobbin-head needs a goatee. And some Coke for his butt.

Anonymous said...

Just because you get sentimental doesn't mean you have to chuck all sense of style.

Sarah, Goon Squad Sarah said...

If you start collecting that crap I don't think your husband would want to be your friend anymore.

He'd be to embarrassed.

FENICLE said...

I hate that sappy crap too! Never was my thing. But my best friend got married and had those exact invites!!

I almost threw up on my bridesmaids dress when I saw the cake topper!

coolbeans said...

This post is so warm and fuzzy, I want to pinch your cheeks and bake you a casserole. *MUSH*

(My four year old says about sarah's gravatar: "those boys is naykid.")

SLynnRo said...

Great post. I too, am one of those people now.

And one of the best parts about getting married is finding endless piles of crap to mock.

Anonymous said...

It's good to be best friends again-it's been too long. But I hate those damn things. Maybe we could go for a walk in the park, skipping and drinking and shattering as many of those little fucking statues as possible.