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Wednesday, July 27, 2005
Butler of Honour
Just twenty minutes ago, I got a phonecall from Sunshine Girl. "There is something I have to ask you," she says timidly. We haven't talked in weeks. She has been in rehab, but my reply as always is: "Ofcourse, ask me anything!"
"Will you be my Butler of Honour?"
I replied 'yes' without truly understanding. Butler of Honour?
"July 1, 2006!" She shrieks in excitement over the phone. She was so infectious I had to echo it back to her: "Aaaaaaah!" She finally got an official engagement ring last night. Hence, it doesn't take a genius to put two and two together to realize that her on/off engagement to her coke-addict-of-a-fiance is 'on' again.
"I'm happy for you." I tell her. "So... I'm the Butler of Honour? That's pretty cool."
"It's a huge responsiblity, ya know? You're gonna have to arrange my bachelorette party...blah blah blah... I have full control of the wedding planning... I'm going to have a very unconventional wedding... yeah, it's going to be a camping theme... I'll be barefoot..."
While listening to Sunshine Girl recount the details of her wedding to be, I couldn't help but think to myself: "Babe, you're still in rehab. Take it easy. I give this engagement phase another three months before it fizzles out." I hate that I had this negative thought. And I hate that I keep my thoughts from her. But she's so happy, I had to play along.
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