Friday, July 29, 2011

La Jolla Wedding

A ten hour drive last weekend put me, Damon and his family in San Diego for the weekend. While it was Stephan's wedding we planned on driving down to see, we were also lucky enough to spend some time with Jeff, a mutual friend. Arriving much later than expected, dazed from the long drive and seeking hydration, we unloaded our bags in a spare bedroom at the new apartment of Nadya and Jeff. It served better as a dorm apartment for two people, but it still worked for the couple.

Jeff woke us the next morning with a professionally prepared breakfast for his folks who were visiting from out of town, and Damon and I. When it was nearing the time of the wedding, I slipped into a pretty peacock blue dress, slathered sunscreen on my arms and shoulders and we headed to La Jolla Cove. Stephan and Melissa were having their wedding on the roof of a hotel overlooking the beach. Classy.

The sun was out but the breeze from the ocean welcomed the guests as they arrived. I immediately noticed the table offering yellowed colored sweets, from Jelly Belly's to lemon drops. Then I saw the buffet table and dining table rounds. I couldn't help it. Months ago, I wouldn't have thought about the catering aspect of it, but now I kept thinking, How interestingly they've folded the napkins; Now those are great silverware designs; and I wonder if they'll be doing table service or if they're just clearing? I quickly found a young guy setting up a votive candle and asked him about his company. Who knows, I might be a caterer after I graduate...pay those bills.

About halfway through the cocktail hour I noticed the sun. Did I remember to put sunscreen on my back? Probably. I'm sure I didn't forget. Well, I forgot. Needless to say, I was cherry red by the afternoon. My unplanned summer bake prevented me from truly enjoying the company of the bride and groom's family and friends but I will say that being with Damon was certainly my favorite part. He actually encouraged me to dance with him a few times, even leading me to a shaded area so I could dance longer without sun exposure.

He's a special guy and I was lucky to spend so much time with him (and his lovely family) last weekend. I'm certainly no fan of being in a car that long, but I wouldn't want to be cramped and uncomfortable with anyone else. ^_^ And isn't that what truly matters in a relationship? To fondly remember those uncomfortable moments with a smile and a laugh.

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