I have had this dream of becoming a wedding planner for some time now and now that I am an intern for Brides Rule, a wedding planning company, my standards for weddings are altered. 

I attended a wedding recently that was not up to my standards. It started an hour late, their were children screaming, people walking around, poor organization of event, and overall it was irritating to watch. Although the bride and groom looked gorgeous and are truly lovely people, their wedding could have been dramatically changed if they had some assistance from someone that has been in the business of wedding planning. The whole time i sat their shaking my head as i reminded myself "It's not my wedding. I didn't plan this wedding." After the 17th time of repeating these words to myself Andres turns to me and says, "I know babe you've already said that plenty of times." 

The night was long and after sitting on my behind for over 3 hours straight I was ready to leave. But then the music finally started and Andres jumps up with his Colombian hips moving ready to dance his little heart out on the dance floor. I get dragged out of my chair and proceed to find my joy, Andres. His smile will bring me out of the horror of a tragic wedding and into the enjoyment of a good dance together. We then danced to several songs when we realized it was late and us old farts had to get home so we could get some sleep. The night started poor, but left me with a smile on my face.