I have this afternoon a wedding had in my diary. A young man who grew up in our church this afternoon with his beautiful bride married at a lodge outside of our town. As the young man long ago began studying theology for a while, he had a few games now though proponents. His friend will the sermon. But then they have someone with the necessary paperwork needed to just ask the legal aspects to handling the questions and the marriage at Home Affairs to register the time. That's where I come into the picture ...
After the last two weeks of vleiswerkery I somewhere picked jokes up the flu. Yesterday morning down my throat and whole body hurts, I feel faint and closer to the head than usual. So I remembered this afternoon's wedding. But I lay in bed, but until the last possible moment, to try as much health as possible muster jokes for this event.
On my BlackBerry calendar is: Wedding Stefan 16h00. And it makes sense. ALL wedding 16h00. In my diary is: Wedding Stefan 15h00. Probably a mistake ... I like anyway it early at a wedding to be, and to get the correct jokes venue, myself thoroughly mentally prepare for my wedding registry and -sertifikaatboek nicely with my special silver Parker to put down that the photographer can do its job. I am usually at least three quarters of the time.
Fortunately, the shoes this morning polished, and put all the documents in the briefcase. I grabbed the bag, jumps in the Corolla and rush to the Lodge when. The wedding started ... I came to the gate of the Lodge, and he was then, with no gatekeeper not. Just a number to call to get the code. My Blackberry has exactly this truuk- a moment to show the battery is still full, the next he was in the red and off ... happy this afternoon! But the Lodge is in a little valley, cell coverage is not always so good. And the first network show, "Congested ..." a Corolla can not have a iron gate oopry not. With my pick I might try ...
Finally someone answered the phone and give me the code. I was two years ago last at these Lodge I know where is the only possible venue for a wedding. I rush into the main building. I tried my shirt impression, my tie is getting ready, not totally lost look. But there is no one in the main building, especially in the local non- covered only for the reception, but no bride, no groom ... none ... there at the bar is a movement storm soontoe- no, the young lady there do not know where they keep weddings ... she thinks there is a chapel somewhere on the farm. Where? Do not know.
I rushed jokes back to my car, today it is 31 degrees in the Bushveld, and I have a long-sleeved shirt and Sunday suit on ... I start sweating from illness, stress and heat ... out chasing a boy on a quad round he knows where is the chapel where they married? Yes, there are down near the gate ... I have right in front of him chasing the way to the main building when ...
I rush back, stop in the middle of the road, ran to the thatched chapel, where I to my relief a bride, a groom and known a proponentjie jokes almost jokes as much as I see sweat. And just when the young fellow said AMEN! Fortunately, the couple as the ceremony to them a glass of Cabernet with a glass of Sauvignon Blanc mixing the blend that symbolizes the new unit. I grabbed my bag from my records, look dashing my church book open at the wedding service ... I panted like when I'm on a hot day go to the Argus on Suikerbossie ...
Stefan, you declare that as far as you know there is no legal objection to your proposed marriage to the bride, B.? Assume you all here present when the witnesses that you take her now to your lawful wife? Yes ... You now in her eyes and promised it to her, for God and family, I promise love and faithfulness, for always and in all circumstances, to my bride, B ...
Sorry Stefan and Stefan's mother, fortunately worked out the timing perfect for the ceremony itself. I hate it when I feel like it, and I know it to be rushed! May you two be happy forward on the path of life!
Welcome back old donkey - your place was been empty! Fortunately, you can one day this story to your grandchildren tell fortunately we know you are human just like anyone jokes and everyone to come at some point late in an affair with. Nice rest and hope you feel more better.
Somewhere something in a marriage going wrong, and today was it but you. I think you might KNA for the bride was a box chocolates jokes and the groom a nice bottle of wine to leave their home to get when they come back from their honey moon, you will immediately be forgiven.
o jinnetji
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