Last year I gave Captain Larby a hard time for “abandoning” The Diatribe. Sure, he was waist deep in wedding planning, but I thought that was a cheap excuse. Now I know how right he was and how wrong I was. Swedish Girl and I are marrying on Saturday and by most comparisons, our wedding is intimate and casual. But that in no way means it is neat and tidy. I have horror stories regarding reservation snafus, clothing errors, and a slew of relationships to repair. Contrary to my belief, small does not equal easy. I owe the Captain an apology. As you can see, I have been an infrequent contributor to The Diatribe lately. I haven’t forgotten about y’all, believe me. I’ve barely had time to remember to breath, let alone compile a semi-entertaining thought for our faithful readers.
My life has been non-stop for a couple of months now. I don’t usually get to sit down and catch my breath until bedtime. But the hard part is done and I’m looking forward to Saturday…that is, if anyone is still speaking to me. I don’t recommend planning a wedding in under two months. It can be done, but at a price. I have a few more white hairs, a few less pounds (not complaining), and some nice dark circles under my eyes.
I’ll be back to The Diatribe in earnest before long. Afterall, we’re going to have to pick up the slack for Brother LTJ. I may have brushed off Larby’s reasons as mere excuses, but now I know better.
