I went to a wedding last night for friends of my husbands who I had never met, as they moved about 3 or 4 hours away and lost contact over the years. I was a very nice wedding, you know typical vows, bridesmaids in aqua yellow accents. But we get to our seating arrangements and my husband and I are at a table with 7 older people, like a grandparents age. Again fine, just to eat and they were friendly enough, except for this old guy John. He kept INSISTING that I drink more wine more wine, even when I declined and explained politely that I am being the designated driver. He continued to pressure me to drink more while he stared at my clevage throughout the night. My husband thought it was funny and come to think of it so do I. If I brightened that old man's day how harmful could it be. The night progressed well and the groomsmen peeled off layers of clothing (jacket, vest, tie) busting a move on the dance floor. I am honoured to have been asked to share their special day and am looking forward to getting to know them better. Thank you and best wishes Tyler and Lindsay.
