Wedding Toast (part 2)

There is nothing like going on a trip and coming home! Trips are successful when:
You revel at using your own toilet, drinking your own water, bathing in your private shower, and playing whatever music you like loud and long.

I had the most wonderful opportunity to share in my best friends wedding. This was the most elegant, beautiful, graceful, stylish, and thrifty wedding I have ever attended (and I have attended a few).

I was given the honor of being the best man for my friend, a role of which responsibilities I did not understand until arriving at the locale. I am a self-proclaimed S and took my new role on with gusto. In fact I hope I did not overdue it. Yet I made sure, through delegating, asserting, and scheming, that the bride and groom were taken care of and protected from as many stressors as possible. In the end the wedding was breathtaking and simple, my favorite combination of beauties.

I cannot remember having as much fun and working as hard (not all work is physical) in a weekend that I was not paid for. Yet through it all, the driving, the planning, the weeding, the washing, or even the socializing could not detract from the absolute wonder and honor it was to be apart of my friends special day.

I lift my glass to my friends, and honor them. They were worth it and I cherished every moment I had to spend with them and for them this weekend. I only regret that I could not do more for them in the time I had to share with them. May you my brother and sister have a wonderful life and marriage sharing together in the Lord, and may the peace of God reign in your lives. Everyone join me in honoring Mark and Carmen!