It's Miller Time

Yesterday two of my best friends ever got married. Tyler and Ariana said there "I do's" and they were pronounced man and wife. Yes I wanted to ask for the box of tissues at the ceremony, but since neither mother cried at all, I had to man up. Even though I almost lost it when they walked in, I happened to sit in the closest seat which unfortunately kept me from seeing either of their faces during the ceremony, and that was probably the only thing that saved me. Whew.

It was an interesting experience cause even though I have been to three of my friends' weddings I haven't been around them during any of the dating process. This was different. Not only was I around them this time, I was very close to both the bride and groom. I think someone would have a hard time arguing that anyone knew the relationship better than me (outside of the bride and groom). Not to mention I love them more than anyone else.



It was funny to me though the reactions that I received. More than once people asked if I was family, and when I answered no, followed with, "Oh, so you're a friend of the groom." Cause that's what guys at weddings are, right? The funny thing is, a member of Tyler's family chimed in with, "Oh, that's Brad," as if no further explanation was needed. The exact phrase left the mouth of a member of Ariana's family a few minutes later to answer the question. I suppose I have been to family reunions, cousin's weddings, grandmother's birthdays, brother's homecomings, taken family Christmas pictures, and helped arrange pecans for pie night. So when I hear, "Oh that's Brad," it really seems like the best answer.

I am so happy for these two. I don't think there could be a better match for them. I'm so glad that they are married.

And that they are out of the mushy engagement period finally. Bleh.