Weddings are rediculous.  I'm eloping.  Anyone want to come?

The Wedding that Wouldn't End

The Wedding that Wouldn't End

So I sang at the wedding saturday.  However, saturday morning I woke up with the twenty-four hour flu.   That was miserable.  I absolutely HAD to leave for the wedding at two.  I left at three, with my mother driving, and me trying not to throw up in my car.  I arrived at 4.  The wedding was starting at 4:30.  The sound people wanted me to run my song with the orchestra to check the mic.  It was hot.  The wedding was outdoors.  There was no shade.  I got through one run through, then first chair violin took over and wanted to run it from measure 61.  I blacked out.  I came to on the ground with a couple of strings looking at me like "what's her problem."  I got up and walked into the lobby and bought some water.   "I only have to last until 5:15."  5:15 came and went.  We hadn't even started.  5:30.  6:00.  6:15.  The wedding started at 6:30.  Thank heavens it did, because the sun set, it cooled off, and I had enough water in me finally to make it through the ceremony without blacking out or throwing up on anyone!  SCORE!  I've never been so glad to get a paycheck in my life.  It wouldn't END!