My wife and I celebrated our sixth wedding anniversary yesterday. Following our wedding, I wrote about some more memorable moments and posted them on a blog that no longer exists.
Though our anniversary is now past, I still have a few posts I have yet to re-post here, so our anniversary will live on for a couple of extra days.
Today’s post was written about our wedding rehearsal.
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On Friday night, just after our rehearsal dinner was complete, I ran upstairs to my room to grab my camera. While in the room, my new sunglasses, chosen after much consternation by Elysha and her sister, fell off my head, popping out one of the lenses.
This was the first pair of sunglasses I brought that cost more than $20, so I was annoyed.
I brought them to Elysha, who tried to repair them, but the lens’s hold on the frame was tenuous at best.
A couple of hours later, after dinner, we stood by a bonfire, drinking and chatting. My sunglasses were in my hand when my friend Jeff bumped into me, knocking my drink to the ground. Recognizing an opportunity, I released my sunglasses simultaneously, allowing them to fall, too, hoping the lens would pop out again.
It did.
When I picked up my glasses, now in two pieces, I shouted, “Look what you did! Thanks a lot. Elysha just bought these for me for our honeymoon.”
Almost on cue, my genius wife also snapped at Jeff, using a voice that he later described as “angrier than I’ve ever heard before.”
Jeff assured her that he could repair the glasses (a fact that I did not doubt since the guy can fix just about anything) and ran inside to do so.
As soon as he entered the manor, Elysha and I started laughing, explaining what had just happened to our friends. Someone brought me another drink, and we all sat back down, waiting with great anticipation for Jeff to finish.
It actually took Jeff quite a while to make the repair, and at one point, I wanted to go inside and confess the truth to him. I hated thinking he was missing too much of the party, but our friends convinced me to let him toil a little longer.
I worked.
Jeff returned about 20 minutes later, and the glasses were like new. They held together for the entire honeymoon and beyond.
I confessed my prank after he returned the glasses to me, and he was (as always) a good sport. What surprised him the most was how angry Elysha had become and how quickly she managed it, but I was not surprised.
She’s a very sharp woman, and you should see how angry she can get if I forget to wear my wedding band, shrink one of her shirts in the wash, or attempt to paraphrase her in a way that she disapproves of.
Scary stuff.
