That pic up there is from Atlanta. It was supposed to be a wedding. But the happily-ever-after turned into “OMG WTF am I thinking? I’m outta here!”
The wedding was cancelled 40 days before the big day. According to the news story, which I picked up on my Facebook feed, it was too late cancel and get the money back. Yeah, that sounds a bit screwy, but I’m rolling with it.
The bride and her family decided to invite 200 homeless people to have a four course gourmet meal with them on the wedding day. Good on ’em!
I shared the story on Facebook, and joked that they should throw in an open bar and let the hunt for a new groom begin.
A friend cracked wise – “Yeah, ’cause it’s every girl’s dream to marry a homeless dude.”
To which I replied, “I was homeless when Marina met me and we have the best marriage in the world.”
To quote Dubya – never misunderestimate the power of love.