The Wedding Machine

Planning my own Wedding a few years ago (or what I now refer to as Unknowingly Stepping into the Gateway of Hell), I couldn’t believe how many Reception Halls were booked so far in advance.

I wondered why ten different places were booked every Saturday for the next eleven months…and those were just the few places we looked into.  I’m sure lots of other Historic Homes, Hotels, etc were booked those days, too. And that was just in the Boston Area.

You mean 880 men and women, 30 minutes outside of Boston. all found their Soul Mates and want to get Married that year?  Really?

I’d buy that many people were marrying The One throughout all of New England. But that many people in the little area I was looking?

Unfortunately, I think we’ve fostered a grand tradition of Settle Down Before Everyone Thinks You’re Too Old or Gay or a Loser (which sometimes equals plain old Settling).

Not everyone, mind you…I do know Married couples who have amazing, fantastic relationships, which is what it’s really supposed to be.

However….some other Marriages remind me of battling through Dante’s Nine Circles.  And from what I can see, they seem to be stuck in the Seventh ring (and that’s a bad circle to be stuck in).

…If I had to choose, I’d go for Circle #2, which is Lustful.  Huh.  That doesn’t even sound like Hell….that’s pretty much my version of Heaven, actually. (well, that, and ice cream with no calories)

(Footnote:The Wedding picture above with the gi-normous boobs is not me.  But she sure does look like she can float really well)

(Second Footnote:None of my sarcastic comments means I’m dying to get Married again anytime soon, I can promise you that.  But I would like to get Registered somewhere again…that was awesome!)