Weddings Galore Yesterday

I noticed there seemed to be weddings galore around town yesterday.

A neighbourhood pub I was at in the early afternoon, there were lots of people coming in formally dressed so I assumed they had all come from weddings and were just killing time before the reception started.

Then in the late afternoon, I was at a downtown pub and once again people came in formally dressed. More wedding guests I thought.

Then I went to another pub a couple of blocks away and more of the same. More formally dressed people.

Then while killing time waiting for the bus (I don't really like driving downtown unless I really have to) I decided I'd walk through the lobby of the elegant Westin Hotel.

More people formally dressed in the lobby. I noticed they were waiting to get into one of the hotel ballrooms.

As I walked around looking at some of the elegantly and classically dressed beautiful women and saying to myself, "Wow" I absent mindedly stepped in front of the bride and groom just as they were getting their picture taken in front of the hotel ballroom before they opened the door.

Years from now, they'll be wondering who was that tall blonde stranger in blue jeans who entered the picture.

I was thinking to myself as I was walking around and looking at all the beautifully dressed women, "Gee, who's that beautiful girl in the long white dress?".

The fact that she was holding a huge bouquet of flowers in her hand should have clued me in that she was the bride before I stepped in front of her as the photographer was taking a picture of her and the guy in the tuxedo next to her.

And the moral of the story is...

always the guy who inadvertently steps into the wedding photo...

never (at least at this point in time anyways)...

the bridegroom.