That's How It Happened

I'm not going to pretend that funerals are more fun than weddings; obvs they suck a whole lot more. None-the-less it is a terrifying reminder of one's earthly bounds and pending mortality to spend an evening Irish country dancing with aging middle-englanders at a wedding. I actually had a blast, I love cringing speeches and cheesy bands, (interestingly called "Rufus Returns"), but the company provided a little more insight into my future than I am accustomed to coping with. Congrats anyhow to Dave and Coggie Lewis, who I'm sure will spend their remaining years together aging gracefully and happily.