Sorry to break the stride here, but an Update:
Saturday was the Bridal shower at the church, put on by the Maid of Honor and Matron of Honor. A good time was had by all, but that story needs to come from DiznyDi.
The men, on the other hand, met at our home south of town, where they could find great food grilling, a nice cracking fire, spud guns, hoops to shoot; all sorts of men stuff to keep us busy and out of the ladies' hair.
We needed to "sear the mammal flesh", see flamage, shoot stuff, express athletic prowess, BECAUSE WE ARE MEN! At 4:30, everyone left to pick-up their wives and girlfriends, BECAUSE THEY SAID SO. But they all left saying that the women had had enough, it was time they ended it! (you know manly things to say, even though we all knew we were just doing what we were told)
A good time was had by all. The groom was held up in stories and in prayer. Those in attendance gave advice (who was the guy that said "Run"?). Some told stories of the groom's past. Fellowship was enjoyed by all, BECAUSE WE ARE MEN!
Yes dear, I'm done.