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Hey little sister, who's the only one?
So last Saturday I was witness to a marriage of two people, one being the oldest cousin of mine. This... is my story.
It begins on a pleasant Saturday afternoon, after a short drive south from Barrie, to a supposedly luxurious greenhouse, we arrived right on time to get the best seats in the house.. the back row. But wait, is that a joke? No, I fear not, for as I said before.. it was a greenhouse. Greenhouses are very warm inside, especially when you're in a suit. Luckily, there was a big AC/fan thing at the back of the little hall thing they had, so we were sitting right in front of the airflow (it was blowing sideways) but it was still pretty warm in there.. thank goodness it wasn't sunny out, or we would have fried. Other than that, it was a nice ceremony. It was fairly short compared to the last few weddings I remember going to, mostly because there was no religious service, and everything else in a wedding is fairly short, a few readings, a song, the usual stuff. Took about 30 mins all together.
Then it was kinda off for a bit, as the reception didn't actually start for another two hours. So we were standing around outside for around 20-30 mins, greeting family and people that were there and stuff. So then we go off to find this place where the reception is. It's at a golf and country club.. still very new, turns out that Drew's (groom) dad was the architect for the place. Anyways, it was a nice place for a reception, but overall I found it quite strange. You see it was more than just a golf and country kind of place.. it was a golf and country community. With houses and little subdivisions spread out between and around the various golf holes. Some of them even have an extra half garage for the golf carts. But that's the normal part.
It was actually very creepy there.. everything is just so... perfect. The grass was too green and soft and there wasn't a blade of it out of place anywhere. Every lawn was perfect and had a perfect garden, and there wasn't a weed within 2 miles of the building we were at. And the grass. I can't get over the grass. it was like fields of perfect grass, when you walked on it, it was like a soft cushion under your feet.. very unnatural. But wait there's more. After dark, when we were checkin the place out a little, we noticed that the little ponds move. Not like get up and move.. but.. move. It's like 10:30 at night, dark, and this pond, probably 50x20 feet across, is rippling. Constantly. Like it was raining. Only it wasn't. At All. But the water just kept rippling. Creepy. Also there weren't any people around. Some of the lights were on at night, but I don't recall seeing any cars go by or any people asides from the occasional golfer, and one guy who was walking his dog. I was constantly reminded of Stepford Wives for some reason that I couldn't quite place. It just felt like there was something weird going on behind the scenes I guess.
Other than that, it was a good wedding, the food was good, buffet style with nice variety, although they were a little late in setting up dinner, so it was delayed like an hour.. but it otherwise went smoothly. On a side note, my other cousin Shannon caught the bouquet, so maybe people will bug her about getting married for a while. I doubt it though.
The End
It begins on a pleasant Saturday afternoon, after a short drive south from Barrie, to a supposedly luxurious greenhouse, we arrived right on time to get the best seats in the house.. the back row. But wait, is that a joke? No, I fear not, for as I said before.. it was a greenhouse. Greenhouses are very warm inside, especially when you're in a suit. Luckily, there was a big AC/fan thing at the back of the little hall thing they had, so we were sitting right in front of the airflow (it was blowing sideways) but it was still pretty warm in there.. thank goodness it wasn't sunny out, or we would have fried. Other than that, it was a nice ceremony. It was fairly short compared to the last few weddings I remember going to, mostly because there was no religious service, and everything else in a wedding is fairly short, a few readings, a song, the usual stuff. Took about 30 mins all together.
Then it was kinda off for a bit, as the reception didn't actually start for another two hours. So we were standing around outside for around 20-30 mins, greeting family and people that were there and stuff. So then we go off to find this place where the reception is. It's at a golf and country club.. still very new, turns out that Drew's (groom) dad was the architect for the place. Anyways, it was a nice place for a reception, but overall I found it quite strange. You see it was more than just a golf and country kind of place.. it was a golf and country community. With houses and little subdivisions spread out between and around the various golf holes. Some of them even have an extra half garage for the golf carts. But that's the normal part.
It was actually very creepy there.. everything is just so... perfect. The grass was too green and soft and there wasn't a blade of it out of place anywhere. Every lawn was perfect and had a perfect garden, and there wasn't a weed within 2 miles of the building we were at. And the grass. I can't get over the grass. it was like fields of perfect grass, when you walked on it, it was like a soft cushion under your feet.. very unnatural. But wait there's more. After dark, when we were checkin the place out a little, we noticed that the little ponds move. Not like get up and move.. but.. move. It's like 10:30 at night, dark, and this pond, probably 50x20 feet across, is rippling. Constantly. Like it was raining. Only it wasn't. At All. But the water just kept rippling. Creepy. Also there weren't any people around. Some of the lights were on at night, but I don't recall seeing any cars go by or any people asides from the occasional golfer, and one guy who was walking his dog. I was constantly reminded of Stepford Wives for some reason that I couldn't quite place. It just felt like there was something weird going on behind the scenes I guess.
Other than that, it was a good wedding, the food was good, buffet style with nice variety, although they were a little late in setting up dinner, so it was delayed like an hour.. but it otherwise went smoothly. On a side note, my other cousin Shannon caught the bouquet, so maybe people will bug her about getting married for a while. I doubt it though.
The End
posted by Kraven | 8/18/2005 12:35:00 PM
5 Comments:
"On a side note, my other cousin Shannon caught the bouquet, so maybe people will bug her about getting married for a while. I doubt it though."
HA! You wish!
Ah yes ... the mysterious, malodorous pond - bubbling and roiling in the darkness.
And as you and the sibling scampered down the slick grass sloping towards the edge of this strange bog in this strange place in order to try and peer into the surface I was struck by an number of thoughts:
Aragorns advice to Pippin as they stood outside the mines of Moria: "Do not disturb the water"
and from Nietzsche: "And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you."
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Actually the whole pace reminded me of The Village in a series called The Prisoner - but that was before your time
Question: "Where am I?"
Answer: "In the Village"
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Nice wedding though
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So, when are you getting married?
(Remember, we need at least a year to make good wine)
FUCKIN FUNNY SHIT!!!!!!you forgot one minor detail...that the place turned into a pile of stinky shit!!!!!!How could you forget such an horrific experience????
Potty-mouth!
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