I remember when I got married.. We were standing on Philadelphia Avenue when I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said Fresh and it had dice in the mirror. If anything, I could say that this cab was rare, but I thought Nah, forget it, yo holmes to Bel Air!
"Oh, isn't that wonderful! You have finally found that special someone that you want to annoy for the rest of your life. Do you have a pierced ear? Because, a man who has a pierced ear is better prepared for marriage. He has experienced pain and bought jewelry"
-- Rita Rudner.
While I have not personally endured the chaos of a similar event, I know a number who have of late. The one thing I tell them all (bride and groom alike) is to try to remember to enjoy the day. I have seen too many who let the pressure and stress get to them, making what should be one of the happiest days of their lives miserable.
*lifts his glass* As you begin your walk together through life, here's wishing the two of you peace, prosperity, good health, a continually deepening and growing love, and all the best.
I have assayed the married state twice. The best I can say about it is that I managed to prize a best friend out of the second attempt, & since I'd needed one for a long, long time, this was in reality a Very Good Thing.
On the other hand I have come to the sad conclusion that I in the area of "romance" I am essentially a singleton, and that my years spent agonizing over girls/women were really in vain.
I betrayed my True Muse (astronomy) because I got this strange idea women dug me more when I was trying to be an actor ... and that was the worst mistake of my life.