The wedding I filmed yesterday was an all standing ceremony. It wasn't supposed to be. No wedding is ever supposed to be. Before the bride walked down the aisle everyone was told to stand. Normal. Then the father of the bride gave her away and the couple walked to the main stage. That is usually when the officiant says "you can sit" or "you may be seated" or anything that lets people know to sit down now because the wedding is starting. Well it was a rookie officiant and he never said this. You'd think people would just sit because they are humans and understand basic things but nope. No one sat down. Everyone stood for the entire ceremony. Granted it was under ten minutes. No speeches, no vows, no candle ceremony, no frills whatsoever so they didn't reall get tired from standing.
The photographer was running around asking me why everyone was standing. I shrugged, because humans when in a big group become brainless. The real bad thing about it is all their photos of the ceremony will only be down the middle asile. All the side views are blocked. My second cameramans shot is going to be useless. And basically every women in attendance that wasn't in the first row didn't get to see the ceremony. There were 250 guests and I'd bet over half of them didn't have a view of anything besides the backs of the peson infront of them. So if you are getting married please make sure your officiant tells the guests to sit down.
I'm such a sappy piece of shit. I'm not sure when it came about but I think it's here to stay. It comes out heaviest while watching my little brother play sports. When I graduated high school he was eight years old and just startingt to play competitve sports. I only looked at colleges within a drive away because I enver wanted to miss a game. I remember when he hit his first home run I was working at Dominos in college and my mom called all happy and yelling "he did it!, he finally got one!" and I started tearing up cause I was so happy for him. Well yesterday Luke had his best hockey performance to date. I was at work. My dad sends me videos of every shift. I got video of his first goal. Then I got the video of his second goal. Then the game went into overtime and I anxiously awaited the next video. It came with the caption "Game winner!" but I didn't know if Luke scored it or not. He did. His third goal of the game. The overtime winner. Against a team in the division above them. A team his school has never beat before. So awesome. Such a good feeling. I think I was happier for him than he was for himself and for the first time I really really regretted moving away.
Ritzy got me a food proccesor for Christmas and it is the most fun toy I've ever got. So far I have made peanut butter, hummus, cheez-it breadcrumbs, banana ice cream and I'm about to make pesto. It's got to be the best kitchen appliance ever. Making peanutbutter is as fun to watch as it is easy. Throw peanuts into the machine and turn it on. Run it for five minutes and watch the peanuts go from whole to crushed and then into a smooth cream. It's magic.
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