J was invited to a wedding this weekend. Saturday was the perfect day for a September wedding. The sun was out, it was warm, the leaves have started to turn a bit. We arrived at the country club 10 minutes before the ceremony was to start. Only problem - no one else was there...
After talking with the bartender it was obvious that we were a day early! That's right, an entire day early! I never saw the invitation but he has a good memory. He couldn't find it but knew it was the second to last weekend in September. He just assumed it was Saturday.
We got a good laugh as did the bride, who we called on the way home. In all the day before wedding stress this good laugh was perfect. Needless to say by actual ceremony on Sunday everyone knew J as "the guy that came yesterday"
The wedding was beautiful and definitely worth the wait!
Little bit of sparkle
and a pop of color
perfect day for drinks at the links