So check it out! I'm in a great mood! Wierd, huh?

Doug and Marina (my best friend) got married Saturday, it was wonderful. I introduced them almost two years ago...never thought it would end (or begin) this way. I'm very genuinely happy for them, something that surprises me because they've gone through so much and at one point I'd felt certain that playing matchmaker was the greatest mistake of my life. But now I realize that was the storm before the calm. Ha! Seeing them together under the flower-covered arch in their backyard, it became totally clear how much they love one another. Perhaps not having seen them expressing that kind of emotion was what had me worried; but I realize that not everyone is as gay as I am and has to constantly tell someone that they adore them, and gush, and all those things, in front of other people. It's called dignity, I think.

So they asked me to do a little speech before things got underway (the big surprise of the day was that they'd had Doug's sister ordained so she could marry them! It was great!), and I'd agreed, I was so happy and proud to be a part of the ceremony. These were my first ever good friends I'd seen get married! Since it was a casual ceremony, I'd prepared a sort of intimate speech, talking about the way we met, and how they'd both taught me so much in their own ways, and together. I had it printed on two sides of an index card. Halfway through, I got all teary-eyed because...well, Jeez, they were getting MARRIED!

[A side note: All day long, the big finale from The Muppets Take Manhattan, "We're Getting Married" kept popping into my head]

I flipped the card over for the second half of my speech and saw what seemed like ten million more words.

"Shit it's long!" popped out of my mouth before I'd thought (two drinks had loosened me up--including my tongue) but, a testament to the good nature of their family and friends, they all just laughed.

The ceremony was short but lovely, I cried like a drunk baby. Then there was dancing, cake, music, and lots of wine. And champagne. And beer.

As a result, there are a couple of apologies I'd like to make to the bride and groom. I am sorry for:
-cussing during your wedding speech
-making a joke about our long-lost virginity in front of the bride's brother (she laughed though)
-incessantly chanting "Cake Face! Cake Face!" while you were cutting your wedding cake
-passing out before dark
-(in your bedroom)
-ever thinking you weren't perfect for each other

I had a wonderful time, and it has put a great big smile on my face every time I think about that day. Can't wait to see pics, I'll post some on my flickr when I can.