I’m currently hanging out with family in Indiana and getting ready for a big weekend. This Sunday I will be officiating my first wedding. I typically don’t get nervous about stuff, but this has given me butterflies since the day Rebekah Orewiler (soon to be Jacks) asked me to do this.

This will be an outdoor wedding and the recent cold snap has thrown an unexpected curveball. Sunday’s forecast calls for a whopping 52 degrees. The bridesmaids will be wearing lovely Fall-colored dresses that are cut for Summer. Think strapless and knee length. This should be interesting. Hopefully everyone will be too pre-occupied with being cold to care if I do a good job or not. Maybe everyone, wedding couple included, will just want me to hurry up and get to the “I now pronounce you Man and Wife” part.

One can only hope.