I don’t know if anyone else has had this experience – but after the wedding, when all our fabulous friends FINALLY got together and met – they’re getting together without US!
What the hell man?!
Our LA friends are planning a roadtrip to see our San Francisco friends in September. Did they invite us? No. Well, not until the Best Man dropped out to take the GRE at the last minute.
Then I just saw our two – originally separate – San Francisco friend groups in the same photo on Facebook, having a blast at a swanky party.
I’m super glad everyone had such a great time, and I’ve been saying for years that our friends oughtta know each other (because they are awesomely cool people, and all awesomely cool people should know each other), but – did our invitations get lost in the mail?
Anyways, Rogue Wedding was a truly awesome party. Spending two nights straight creating the perfect seating chart and two weeks planning the playlist seems to have resulted in at least one hook-up, one road trip, and multiple friendships. And, even the most surly of our elderly out of town guests came back grinning and saying “That was the best party ever!” That is, really, the best you can hope for with a wedding. I’m intensely proud, and yeah, this post is half me bragging about the best party we’ve ever thrown.
But the other half of this post is me thinking “WTF people? At least invite us along!”