Thursday, January 12, 2012

Going To The Chapel

Rhonda's son got married last weekend and it was lovely.  The new Mr. and Mrs. were all googly-eyed, Rhonda looked like a million bucks, the reception was fun and dancy, and The Big Daddy and I and the fam had a blast.

At the end of the wedding ceremony, the priest said the bride and groom would be seeing all of us shortly at the reception at 146th and Mission Road.  We came home for a spell and when it was time to leave for the party, The Big Daddy announced he knew E.X.A.C.T.L.Y where it was.  He bikes that way all the time.

On the drive there, he pointed out all the biking routes he's taken.  "Now here I would normally go right and up that hill.  Look at that hill."  This went on until I said to him that he didn't have to share every stinkin' detail to a bunch of non-biking passengers.  Sheesh, how 'bout you create some mystery once in awhile?

At 151st and Mission I told him he'd gone too far.  Nope, he said, it's here.  Well, why did they say it was at 146th at the church?  I bike here all the time, he says,  So we've heard.  For twenty minutes.  Up and down the street we went arguing the entire time.  We turned at 146th and it was a park.  The event space was down yonder from there, but we didn't figure that out until the second try.

By the time we pulled into the parking lot we pretty much couldn't stand each other.  Nice wedding reception attitude.  We found a table and he made a beeline to the bar.  A glass of wine later, all was forgotten.

That night as I watched The Brand New Mr. and Mrs., I was tempted to tell those crazy-in-love kids........Enjoy this night.  It's absolutely perfect, and from this day forward you'd better buckle your seat belt cuz you're about to go for a ride.

Source: via Helen on Pinterest


  1. So true! Can't count the number of on-the-way-to-a-party spats over the years!

    Love your blog!

  2. Ya gotta admit...its a cool bike route.