Okay, so it wasn't really a wedding; it was one of those ceremonies where people say their wedding vows again. It's not something I'd ever do, as I think the vows Jerry and I took at the London, Ontario courthouse are still in effect even after 16 years, but some people find it important at a certain point in their lives.
The thing is, we thought we were just going to a 40th birthday party on their acreage, as did the other 100 or so people attending. There was no sign of the birthday girl when we arrived (an hour late due to the Deerfoot being closed on account of a fatal collision), nor of the other Marthas (that group with whom I regularly get away on Womenly Weekends). But there were these unknown folks milling about, all dressed in purple. Witches, apparently, the Airdrie coven. And some of them were boy-witches too. I'm told that the term warlock is derogatory (who knew?), so I'll stick with boy-witches.
Now I knew that Bev had been getting into spiritualism recently, but apparently she's now a full-fledged witch. So they did the wedding vow thing as a Wican ceremony. Strange but oddly fitting.
And Eva wrote on the autographed picture frame which everyone signed:
"The spleen is the new liver"
They'll never figure that one out.
And Sandra made a boob-print in the birthday cake while carrying it out. She wore a chocolate cake badge on her left boob all evening.
I thought the boy-witch couple holding hands and snuggling in front of the bonfire were adorable, as did Eva, but Jerry and his manly fishing buddies did a lot of giggling and rib-elbowing.Back to a second week of full time work tomorrow, but at least our home computer is back from the hospital. Yayyy!
songs I'm currently obsessing on (in no particular order):
The Slow Descent into Alcoholism - The New Pornographers
American Music - The Violent Femmes
Can't Stand Me Now - The Libertines
Blood of a Young Wolf - Buck 65
Change of Season - Matthew Good
No Sissies - Hawksley Workman
Young Lions - The Constantines
Do give some of them a listen. Also, Matt Good will soon be releasing In a Coma, with two marketing options - one of which has a DVD. Ooooo, and my birthday is just two months away.
Shit. I forgot Wilco. I don't know how, since Jeff Tweedy's voice has been haunting me since the Folk Festival, but there you are. The song I am obsessing on is:
I am Trying to Break Your Heart