Actually I got back Sunday night. The weekend wasn’t as stressful as I thought it would be, as usual, and instead I had a nice time. It was good to see a lot of my old friends from college and meet a few new people and to see some people from my old church who live in my area but who I never visit. I didn’t get to stay for the reception because I goofed in my planning, but I was around for all the other important parts of the weekend.
John and Lisa are quite a pair. I was trying to think of what the highlight of the weekend was for me, and I realized that all of it was the highlight. They really know how to put together a meaningful event. At least I know John does because he’s always been that way. I don’t know Lisa as well, although she’s the kind of person who, once you meet her, you feel like you’ve known all your life. John’s probably that way, too.
The summary: Friday night, guys’ night out. Saturday morning, picnic. Saturday evening, rehearsal. After the rehearsal, rehearsal dinner avec stories about John and Lisa (if I had to pick a highlight, it would be this). Sunday afternoon, wedding pictures with their super-efficient photographer. After that, wedding (in which I was a groomsman). After that, airport (instead of reception).
Glad you had a good time at the wedding. Don’t feel too bad about not making the reception. My maid-of-honor scheduled her flight so that she was only at my reception for 30 minutes. We had to have her do her toast pretty much as soon as we got to the reception hall.