Sunday, October 13, 2019

These Magic Wedding Hands

Today we started off with the definitely-not-Columbus-Day Italian Heritage Festa And Parade on the Hill. If you like cars with signs on them, then this parade was for you.

Got a good shot of nostalgia when the local Ursuline Academy dance team sauntered past.

I'd been wanting to visit the recently built Piazza Imo.

I was pretty nervous the whole day because I was about to officiate my friends Steph and Neil's wedding, as I am an ordained man of the cloth in the Church of the Latter Day Dude. Maybe I should change the blog title to Reverend John Milito's Amazing Adventures?

“I’m the Dude, so that’s what you call me. That or, uh, His Dudeness, or uh, Duder, or El Duderino, if you’re not into the whole brevity thing.”

It went pretty well. I think it's one of those things where a situation is hyper important to yourself but everyone else is probably on their phones thinking about their own life and not necessarily noticing your mistakes. Everyone laughed when they were supposed to, which I appreciated.

They even made me fill out the marriage license paperwork, as if I have some prior experience with that. The poor wedding venue staff thought I was a real priest or something, because they kept deferring decisions to me and asking my opinion on wedding ceremony matters. Meanwhile they work weddings everyday. Just do whatever is normal please. I don't care who stands where.

Both the expertly officiated wedding and the reception were held at Fox Run Carriage House in Eureka, Missouri.

I brought my gift mug to the reception to remind everyone to respect my magical powers. I've married two couples now and only one of them is divorced, so I think that's really saying something.

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