Not again!

Damn I’m so tired right now.

My weekend was spent in the other end of the country – and started with the wedding of a friend and colleague. At first it was a bit strange – it seemed like most of the friends and family of both the bride and the groom had never met before, and so hardly anybody knew anything substantial about the history of ‘the other side’. It was also strange since I also know the ex-husband of the bride and was asked by quite a few how he was doing – just like for some reason people expected me to know everything about the groom and his history.

It turned out great however – the wine was good and the food was great (well the cook used to own a restaurant that earned Michelin-star – so it should be). And there were actually lots of nice people there – which helped make it fun.

Only one thing seemed to be missing – available girls my age. There was only one, she turned up at the church in a stunning dress – and immediately my attention was caught. That lasted briefly however, since she hung around one of the guys a lot – so I kind of dropped the idea. But it quickly turned out it wasn’t because he was her boyfriend – he was her cousin. So suddenly the game was on again.

And yes – who was seated right in front of me? Her of course! So I thought Yes, sweet, here I am sitting with the most beautiful woman in front of me, she is 20-22, I am 26 – and no competition nearby. So we talked quit a bit, but then one of the other guys at the table asked her – well how old are you? And then answer kind of put a stop to the game really quickly – 17! Argh not again I thought – I could have sworn she was older, her body and the way she behaved all pointed to at least twenty, but no siree. So end of game, or at least almost – there was still room for small amounts of flirtation but nothing more than that. But hey it is probably also better – I mean I think my life is messed up enough on that point right now.

But all in all it was actually a great wedding – and it was nice to see family members actually being genuinely happy to see each other – and just enjoying the party. It is so different from how my own family would do it – for some reason there always seem to be some sort of duty-feeling about most events with the family, and few people seem to dare to actually just enjoy the occasion.

But hey, now I’ve seen how a socially functional family actually operates – and I must say: “I want one of those”. At least I think I do.

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Anyway the following day I went to se a friend who lives nearby – and of course we ended up talking about this and that and drinking a bit too much wine. So today I have been drained of energy, but have somehow still managed to stay quite productive, God only knows how.

Now all I can think of is finding some food and then getting some sleep – I do so not want to go to work tomorrow.