Revenge of the Weddings

It was déjà vu all over again for Rob & Kennah’s wedding a couple of weekends ago: pick up Kyle at GO station on Friday afternoon, go eat (added twist: went to see a movie – an Imax-size Batman Begins … great movie by the way … tangents to tangents …), drop him off with his cousin, drive to London, pick up Patricia on Saturday afternoon, drive to out-of-town wedding.

Destination this time was Guelph, for a full blown churchy wedding. Despite that point and the religious aspects, the ceremony itself was extremely nice with some live string musicians and some singers thrown in near the end. We were seated with a bunch of strangers, so it wasn’t until afterwards that we met up people I knew. Tanya, Mali, Amy, Joanne, and Mary were there, but Sarah and Leo weren’t able to join until the reception in Waterloo. Oh, and I believe Rob and Kennah may have been around somewhere.

I think the last time that many of us were together was for Sarah & Leo’s wedding a couple of years ago in Simcoe. It’s hard to believe that much time has gone by … emphasized by the fact that Sarah’s looking pretty pregnant nowadays!

The reception was at the Waterloo Inn and was also well done. Nice set up, great food, good speeches, and Kennah’s brother handled the MC duties well. Except for Sarah and Leo, all of the UW folks mentioned above were at one table. But after all the more formal stuff, they were able to hang out at our table and we (in the general sense, not so much me) seemed to spend a lot of time near the bar.

While it’s probably rude to say so, I was quite impressed with this wedding compared to the earlier one. It was all very classy, and very appropriate for Rob and Kennah. I don’t think I actually met her until those terms Rob and I (and Amy and Mike) lived together, but when I did it was obvious they made a good couple. If there’s one person I know who has his shit together, it’s definitely Rob, so unlike the pessimism I hold towards most of the rest of the population, it seems plausible that he and Kennah will last. In my little world, that’s a ringing endorsement.

So, I forgot my own camera in Mississauga and borrowed Brad & Lisa’s for the occasion. I didn’t have time to get their USB cable and transfer files myself, so I’ve been waiting over a week and half to get those pictures from my deadbeat brother. Punk. But, I did finally get around to posting some pics from Lara’s wedding that Patricia and I went to, so that’s something.

And a nice little segue into more wedding craziness. Foolishly believing I was done with such activities and related stuff until Brad’s in September, I find out the other day that I need to make the trip to London for a Jack & Jill thing they are doing on Sunday. And it’s been relayed to me that this is a gift-giving occasion. Between this, the engagement party (where they did in fact receive presents from some people, but not me – see here), the bridal shower (but a female only thing, I’ve been led to believe?), and the wedding reception itself, it’s all so crazy! How many times are couples allowed to milk this? I seem to remember a similar situation on Sex and the City, I’ll have to look up how Carrie handled it; I just remember it was funny. And yes, I’m possibly very cynical about the whole wedding phenomenon (as with much in life).