I really should.
Iâ€™ll say something humorous. No one laughs.
Iâ€™ll write a cute e-mail. No equally cute reply is sent.
Iâ€™ll cleverly comment about an event. Silence ensues.
My so-called funny bone can be dry, obscure, arcane, and opaque. Okay, also misguided. So, whenever Iâ€™ve mentioned to people (now, or in the past) that I really donâ€™t like weddings, I was being funny. Glib! Light-hearted!
And, with my wifeâ€™s cautionary voice echoing in the recesses of my gray matter, I should attempt to explain my not-funny reasons for any weddings woes. Continue reading →