Why are weddings so sad?

We went to a wedding reception last night, at this very cool hall in the old Powerhouse in the Cleveland Flats. The couple was a professor of Steph's and one of his former students (a little weird I know, but I guess love is love and I'm not one to judge). I frankly didn't know either one of them personally, but enjoyed the food and some of Steph's friends.

The wierd thing about going to weddings anymore is that it makes us sad. I guess it's because ours is over. Weddings are a one-shot deal where you declare your love, and all of your best friends and family gather for easily one of the greatest parties you'll ever have. It just kind of sucks that you generally don't get another one.

However, we have decided that in the next few years, we're going to have another reception anyway. We're going to rent a hall, get it catered, and invite everyone for another reception. Why the hell not? We did it last time for under $4,000, and I don't know, it just seems like money well sepnt. It's hard to put a price on friendship, which I think is why we had our huge luau blowout again this summer.

For our third anniversary again this year we'll be spending time with friends closing weekend at Cedar Point. Even though our wedding has long since passed, we'll continue to make new good times.