Another One Bites The Dust.....  

pragmaticCTcpl 63M/51F
3614 posts
6/25/2006 1:09 pm

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6/26/2006 3:02 pm

Another One Bites The Dust.....

"Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone, and another one gone
Another one bites the dust
Hey, Im gonna get you too
Another one bites the dust"

words and music by Queen

Sorry...every time I see a wedding, I automatically think of those lyrics..!

Yesterday, Mrs. Prag and I attended the wedding of our friend's daughter and her (now) husband.

This event, culminates what has been a seemingly non-stop gala of parties and functions...several of which we attended.

First, there was the engagement party...the aftermath I wrote about in [blog 226784]. This was such a drunken fiasco, that for the past few months...every time the subject of the wedding would come up, I'd ask, "So, why are we going to the wedding?"

We (Mrs. Prag) skipped the several Bridal Showers...attended their Jack & Jill...and yesterday afternoon, and, into the evening, found us witnessing and celebrating two lives...beginning their lives one.

Our Seattle-like rainy weather did not take a break yesterday, and after dropping off Mrs. Prag in front of the church and parking the car, I hurriedly made my way through the rain to join her.

Two of the ushers were there to greet who is a serious party animal...still reeling from the aftermath of the rehearsal dinner, the night before...and managed to walk us to our seats.

About 20 minutes after the appointed nuptial time, the ceremony began.

Our friends looked splendid in their wedding finery (although I did wonder what would make the mothers of the bride and groom wear black), but with the guys in black tuxedo' maid of honor and all of the bridesmaid's in red, and the other matron of honor in black...who am I to question fashion?

The focal point of the ceremony was the bride's three year old daughter. She was absolutely precious in her white gown and tiara...looking like a little princess...but being a three year old, her attention-span didn't include sitting for an hour while mommy got married. Once she had been returned to her seat a few times...and gave everyone a chance to smell her beautiful rose, that she carried, the rest of the ceremony was completed.

The service being over, we filed out to the overcrowded lobby of the church, because Mother Nature chose to turn the steady, moderate rain (up until that point), into a tropical downpour.

Reverse the entry procedure...and we drove to the reception hall.

The church-goers slowly filed in...the tables were filled...and the wedding party finally arrived.

Appetizers had been set up when we got there, but no plates had been provided. Fresh fruit, cheeses, pepperoni slices, and shrimp and cocktail sauce were still consumed by us, by using napkins (which were available) as plates.

Beer, wine, and soda were available, but after getting heartburn on draft beer at the Jack & Jill, I opted to pay for Mike's Hard Lemonade (closest thing to Smirnoff Ice) and Mrs. Prag behaved herself by drinking diet soda.

At our table were:

and ex-con and his mother,
a former prostitute and her pimp (wearing a big Panama with a purple hatband),
and, two old people who didn't know anyone there who probably were just looking for a place to eat.

The traditional toast by the best man was augmented by wishes and advice from both the maid/matron of honor...dinner was served (very good food), and the lights were turned down and the DJ turned up the volume.

This was a partying-crowd..!

Even Mrs. Prag got up with one of the Lesbians in attendance and strutted her stuff up and down the "Soul Train Line." I told her afterwards that I hadn't seen her move her stuff like that in a few years, to which she replied, "Who's fault is that?"

There weren't any fistfights...I didn't see anyone blowing chunks, from too much to drink (although I'm certain that some did, afterwards)...the Lesbians didn't get all shit-faced and try to drag Mrs. Prag out to their car for crazy sex, but she did get a lap-dance from the mother of the bride's sister, who was, and practicing to be John the Baptist, by annointing everyone with her drink of the moment.

Fashion-wise, everyone was dressed formally, except one guy who thought that wearing brand new steel-toe work boots with his t-shirt constituted "formal," and the mother of the ring-bearer, who showed up and stayed at the reception in a tank top and jeans.

Mrs. Prag looked absolutely delicious in a halter-top brown print dress, that showed an abundance of her magnificent cleavage, and I must not have looked to shabby either, in my navy blue pinstripe suit, that still has some remnants of red lipstick around the zipper of the trousers, from Mrs. Prag gaving me a spur of the moment blow-job, the last time I wore it (She says I look "hot" in that suit).

I even got to dance two slow dances with my lovely wife...our second and third time ever dancing together.

The newlyweds will Honeymoon in the Pocono's, and Mrs. Prag and I continue ours.


49AK 56M
1823 posts
6/25/2006 1:57 pm

I hate weddings... nothing good ever comes from them (that you couldn't have without them...).

Cynical?? Moi?

pragmaticCTcpl replies on 6/26/2006 2:24 pm:
49AK...I have to take exception to your comment.

Mrs. Prag will cherish forever the memory of our wedding day...and I will continue to watch the video of our ceremony until VHS goes the way of the 8-track, and eBay starts asking bids at 5 figures for a "working museum-piece."

In other words, we respect your right and privilege to "hate" weddings, but our happiness together was made even more so, by ours...something that we wouldn't have had without it.

imLadyBambi 59M/51F

6/25/2006 3:31 pm


I like weddings only for the reception or of course it's my own.

Lady B.

pragmaticCTcpl replies on 6/26/2006 2:30 pm:
Lady Bambi...even though my lovely wife lowered the kneeling thing on my toe and then kneeled on it, causing me to outcry, "OWWWWWWWW.....JESUS CHRIST....!!!!"...I still enjoyed parts of the ceremony and took Mrs. Prag's hand in mine when the vows were exchanged. Wouldn't have had that moment with only the reception.

docdirk 49M

6/25/2006 4:15 pm

I thought black was the required color at such events... you know, weddings, funerals, similar losses and painful experiences. The end of freedom, the end of independence, the end of individuality, the complete and utter end of the will to survive.

Seriously, the only bad thing about weddings are the marriages that follow!

Ah, Its you again, Your Angel Feathers and your Blood Stains...

pragmaticCTcpl replies on 6/26/2006 2:54 pm:
Ohhhhhhhhhhh, doc.........*shakes head*

I never speak in generalities about things I fervently believe I'll confine my comments ONLY to Mrs. Prag and myself.

Our wedding could never be thought of in the context of either a loss and/or a painful experience. For us it was...and is, a legal acknowledgement, or confirmation of our wanting to spend the rest of our lives, living and loving, together.

As to our wedding / marriage ending our freedom...independence...individuality..."complete and utter end of the will to survive".....all I can counter with is that our relationship has allowed us both to grow and focus in all of those arena's, through acceptance of whom we are...individually, and, as a couple.

I would only agree with your last line in terms of three previous marriages...2 of mine and one of Mrs. Prag's. But those were the life's lessons that we brought into our relationship, and both knew we didn't have to get married, but wanted to...based on what we had experienced, and what we found in each other.

angelofmercy5 60F
17881 posts
6/25/2006 7:45 pm

Aren't weddings something else? What better place to watch little dramas of life all around you!

pragmaticCTcpl replies on 6/26/2006 2:58 pm:
I agree, Angel..! And whether you're friends of the brides side or the grooms...someone will usually provide background information on "this one" or "that one" as they let their hair down and loosen their belts.

firestarter665 44M/40F

6/26/2006 5:13 am

I have to say weddings are the best parties. Free booze and 75% of the people that see you act silly you will never see again.

I would love to go to an event with you guys just to hear some of the silly commentary that you do so well.

pragmaticCTcpl replies on 6/26/2006 3:02 pm:
Thanks, fire..! I can usually find humor in EVERYTHING..! Not to be derogatory, or mean...but just to inject some humor into the situation...that's just how I am.

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