Wedding insanity

What is it about weddings, family ones in particular, that cause people to go slightly mad.

All marriageable aged family members who have yet to tie the knot would inevitably be interrogated not too differently, I imagine, from how the Gestapo interrogated their hapless victims, until they crumble into a dithering heap, surrender and agree to get hitched in the next year.

Mart and I were put under the grinding knife last night at Jean and Marcus' wedding reception. Now ordinarily, considering how I'm the "next in line" of the cousins, I really shouldn't be too surprised. However, they fail to realise that we've only been together for THREE MONTHS!!!

The hints started dropping when Andrew asked over cocktails when the next part was going to be held. The next party in Sydney. I did a major eyeroll that probably scored a 9/10. As if on cue, everyone started.

At the VIP dining table, I seated Mart beside Uncle Richard, thinking he would be safe there but uh uh... after getting a little sloshed, Uncle Richard got a little chatty and started his banter as he heartily clapped mart the on shoulder...

"so... when are you getting married?"

it was at first amusing the laugh at Mart's discomfort but as the night wore on, even I had sympathy for him. I mean, these people were family and even though I had my fair share of ribbing, I could laugh and brush them aside. I could afford to be a little "rude" but Mart had to plaster a smile to his face even though he must have felt like shoving a foot into my uncle's throat. I know i did.

sometimes oldies drive me insane.

fortunately, mum was mum... haha

even at the after wedding party, we were not spared.

the most annoying thing was how everyone made out like I didn't have a choice. That mart was the one who was the all deciding factor in us getting hitched.

hrrmph

"hello" a girl can say no can't she?

ppffft

in the end, I realised the best way was to openly admit that a wedding will be on the cards in the next year or so, drink down a toast from "well-wishers" and laugh it off.

I'm just glad mart hasn't decided to pack his bags and leave. I mean, which guy appreciates being arm twisted into an awkward situation like that?

or maybe he has already decided to but is just biding his time...

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