We had a fun day Saturday marrying off our friend Zane. My wife and I each know him independently, her from middle school and me from being his fraternity brother at Georgia Tech. We originally had more ambitious plans for Saturday, which changed to getting coffee at Caribou, showering, and having a quick lunch before changing into finery for the ceremony.
It was a lovely reception and the ceremony they wanted, so who am I to complain? I think Catholic marriage ceremonies are a study in anti-climax. Open with some prayers and hymns, say the vows, seal the deal, then a sermon and communion and 30 minutes of busy work. I’m of the opinion that at “I do”, the music comes up and the couple kisses and hits the door but that’s just me. Perhaps this is the Catholic way of giving a capsule summary of married life and adult life – moments of joy surrounded by boring obligations.
The wedding was at the border of Lake View and Lincoln Park, so there was a lot of driving from the hotel in Bensenville all the way in the city for the ceremony, then back out to the hotel. The reception was at the golf course next door, so that eased the logistics up a lot. We ate and drank and made merry, even dancing a few times. We stayed until nearly the bitter end of the reception, leaving at close to midnight. Overall, it was a fantastic night and a fantastic time. We got to meet new people that we quite liked a lot, see old friends and generally had a nice weekend.
Since our flight was at 8 AM this morning, we were out of the hotel by 6 AM. Luckily, this was all close to O’Hare so we could just go up Manheim straight to rental car return and be done with it. If it weren’t for the pain of trying to find a gas station, that would have been perfect. The flight was uneventful and I even got some work done on the plane. Part of why we left so early was to catch the one direct flight from O’Hare to Myrtle Beach, so we were home and had lunch reasonably early. After that we watched last weeks Sopranos then napped and/or played poker in front of the Braves game. It’s still a sleepy, logey day around here. If we feel our oats we might even go for a walk. That’s about as big as this day is going to get, and tomorrow might be a lot like this minus the plane flight.