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Monday, September 11, 2006Feast and MerrimentThat's what was promised on the wedding invitation I received in the mail today. Seriously: "Feast and merriment to follow ceremony." Feast and merriment? Is it me, or is that some sort of Renaissance throw-back? As far as I know, this wedding is taking place in the twenty-first century. If I'm wrong -- if there's actually going to be a shift in the space-time continuum -- then I guess I can expect revelry, jousting, and four-and-twenty blackbirds baked in a pie as well. Feast and merriment indeed! And this from a woman who is regularly teased by her husband for using archaic terms. What can I say? I'm passionate about Tudor England and I read a lot of fantasy. Sometimes it bleeds through a bit. In college, I made the mistake of reading a journal entry to a dear friend of mine. Everything was dandy until I got to the line, "Why must this woe be mine?" "Wait. Why must this woe be mine?" my friend interrupted. Then she waxed theatrical: "Oh! WHY be this woe MINE?" For the rest of our days as college pals, I was regularly reminded of my dramatic words. "Why-be-this-woe-mine" became standard Teasing Jill fare. You'd think that "feast and merriment" wouldn't cause me to bat an eye. Except that the groom in question is a mild mannered, meat-and-potatoes, sports-loving guy, and his fiance is a no-nonsense business woman. I just don't think of "feast and merriment" when I think of the two of them. Eric's going to have to fork over some funds for my Feast and Merriment Wardrobe. You know the thing -- cloth of gold, onyx pendant, stiff lace collar, lots of pearls. Yeah, a dress off a clearance rack at Macy's would work, too. Singing hey nonny, hey nonny nonny oh..... |
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8of my readers are feeling chatty:
That's the kind of invitation we were half expecting from your brother-in-law. ;-)
HEY!
LOL...our wedding reception was sort of renaissance themed. I had a castle, moat and everything. We didn't force people to dress up though, and we didn't either. It turned out so great! One of my happiest memories!
Well, that invitation is begging for a costume...go for it.
Forsooth and what-not.
When I read the invitation, I thought you had written it for them. ;)
Eric, are you trying to get into trouble??
Jill, were you drinking a glass of wine when you wrote this entry??
One of the funniest things about our castle set was that a guy lent us a "suit of armor". I pictured the typical shiny plate mail knight. This was more like Darth Vader time travels to the dark ages.
We figured it would scare the grammas coming to wish us well, so we decapitated it and set the scary helmet on the floor.
DramaMama's mother worked for weeks to literally build a castle using huge carpet rolls for the towers. It was quite the production.
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