a match made in st. paul.
this weekend we are celebrating the marriage of two wonderful people (like i said, august was the month of weddings). our friends kari and sam are tying the knot on saturday, and Mister Man and i both get to be part of the festivities. my husband as a groomsman, myself as a reader.part of the reason we are lucky enough to be included is because we had a little hand in introducing the two crazy kids to each other. sam has been friends with MM since junior high, and i became friends with kari when i started working at my company. the two of them have tons in common (like they are both wonderful people and great friends to us), but somehow it took me two years to realize that they would be really good together and to secretly set them up during a night out at our local bar. they took it from there, and the rest, as they say, is history.
the groom to be with my groom.
the beautiful bride to be.
so right now, i am 100% successful in my matchmaker endeavors. and because i'm incredibly egotistical and want to be perfect at everything, i'm thinking that they might be the first and last couple i set up. why would i want to mess with perfection? i consider myself retired after this wedding.
although i have been asked (let's be honest, poked fun at) by people who want to know if i would be interested in recreating the magic of that first success for them. and i always tell them i'm retired. but lately, with all the excitement of this weekend's festivities, i'm starting to think about coming out of retirement. yes, i may fail and create some awkward situations amongst my friends, but i could also succeed and create another awesome couple. i'm going to have to noodle on this one for a while.
(i will be just as humble about creating the next one as i clearly am about creating the first one. promise.)
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