White Wedding

A distant relative of mine was married on Saturday. Good for them. I wish them luck. Given the odds it won't be easy. The only things worth noting about that night are my sister and I both left our own spouses...at home, there was an Elvis impersonator, my Mom and Dad came in second as being married the longest in a room full of about 160 people and another relative insisted on arguing with me about how old I really am. After about 15 minutes of being called a liar, that conversation ended with me saying "Yes I am thirty fucking five years old. Now drop it." My age seems to arouse such curiousity in people. Do I really look that young or is it that I just act too juvenile? Don't answer that.