Several years ago, a good neighbor of mine had her ceremony in Las Vegas, NV, she was booking the rooms for most people, but they had to find their own transportation to and from, but it was pressing for most people to let him feel whether they could come, so that she wasn’t overbooking and paying for unused hotel rooms.
- I knew I wouldn’t be going, and I told him right away.
I knew she understood, but she was a bit aggravated. I asked him why she chose Las Vegas to get married? She looked at me with one of those crooked smiles, and told me that not only is Las Vegas, NV, filled with celebrity chapels, but they had legal recreational marijuana. I guessed that marijuana was pressing because of the sizable smile she had on her face. She said the marijuana was for the night before the ceremony. She and her friends were planning on getting high, drinking too much, and hoping not to have a headache so bad for the next day that she couldn’t say her vows. I knew my neighbor well and none of these explanations surprised me! The night before the ceremony, she called me. I knew she would already been drinking too much, because she asked me if I thought she was making a sizable mistake, when I said no, I thought her soon-to-be wife was terrific, she chuckled. She said she wasn’t concerned about her. She was concerned about how much recreational marijuana she had used, along with the alcohol. If she had to ask, I’m sure she had already had too much.