this past weekend was my housemates' wedding. a nice, simple out-of-doors affair with a small crowd and a celtic theme to it. *FINALLY* got to wear a kilt! seriously, i've been looking for an opportunity to do so for years.
i was paired up with a lovely bridesmaid. my buddy's cousin. surprisingly close to "age appropriate" - only like, 5yrs younger than me. needless to say, nothing at all happened... she couldn't have shown less interest in me. legit, it would be impossible for her to do so.
friday, there were some issues with her flight, so i was asked to go retrieve her from the airport. on the bright side, it gave me a bit of a chance to talk to the woman i'd be walking with - and she seemed very sweet. intelligent (has a master's). cute. but, there wasn't really much of a "connection". at the dinner friday night (and back at the cabins afterwords), she was all about spending time with family and just hanging out with her cousins, aunts / uncles, etc., which i totally get - it is a family event.
saturday, i didn't see her much b/c of the dudes & chix being separate to do our respective duties. when we finally met to walk together, i gave her my arm then placed my free hand on top of hers, leaned in and told her "wow, you are stunningly beautiful". we walked into and away from the ceremony and into the reception together, but that was really it. she was nice enough to offer a hug when i was leaving. (i made sure to stop over to say goodbye and tell her that i enjoyed having her company on the drive up). sunday, she was to be returning home, so i messaged her to have a safe trip and that i hope it went far better than the trip down. that message has been ignored (as i expected it would be).
virtually everyone at the event was pairbonded. the "singles" that participated in the bouquet & garter thing were all pairbonded (though not yet married) so far as i could tell. so, yeah... that was a thing.
i did get to put my public speaking skills to good use through reading an irish toast for them (along with one of the bridesmaids). that was also a thing.
since it was out of town, there were cabins rented for all of us - and we had access to them friday and saturday night - but since we had to be out by 0900 on sunday, i decided to just not drink at the wedding and come home as soon as i could head out saturday night. friday, the best man provided a selection of scotches and whiskeys (and cigars) for us to sample. raining off an on all night, a couple of us hopped into the hottub and (again, no drinking for me) drank and enjoyed a cigar while telling stories, jokes and having a fairly good time.
by all accounts - it was a successful event.
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