Savor the Favor

We decided to do away with the favor sector of the wedding. I mean is it just me or are favors just a waste of money? Sure it’s a “short-lived” token of appreciation, and I appreciate the gesture. But refrigerator magnets, bubbles in a bottle, photoframes, or paper weights goes against the grain of my lifestyle. I like to cut the clutter in my house down to a minimum, even so I'm still a pack rat. I’ve tried to hang on to this special momentos, but I feel that I don’t know where to put them.

So one day, Shane comes home from hangin' with his boyz'ndagolf tour, and he expresses how he was taken aback by a wedding on the golf course. At first, I was like, is he coming down with a fever? I mean come on a wedding on a golf course? Yikes, talk about creepy!

As he and his buddies golfed, he noticed that the guests at this wedding ceremony held Chinese parasols. His eyes bulged out of his head when he expressed at how cool it looked. The consistency. The solidarity. For the first time, he had input. Real and tangible! The parasols would be fantastic with the red Chinese lanterns! As his blabbing continued in the back of my head, I was convinced by my theory: if you don’t coerce or corner someone into task, they will eventually come around.

Japanese Proverb: Art is the illusion of spontaneity.

This is Shellie's stomach growling for some dim sum, back to you Bob at the studio.