Wedding

So, I went to my cousin Stephen's wedding today. In a sign of getting older (3 and1/2 years from 40), Stephen is my last cousin to get married. In short... likely the last relative of my mine to tying the knot.

Nothing big to report, other than it was fun, I ate too much, and limited myself to only three Heinekens. Oh, and I had to dance ... against my will! I have no rhythm, and my slow dancing skills have not progressed beyond junior high. It was also good to see my mother out of her house with a smile on her face -- even if in a wheelchair.