Wow, it has really been a busy week for me. My company is trying to release a new version of our product, and during the last few weeks of any software development cycle, the QA people (that would be me) usually have to work a lot of hours trying to make sure there aren't any bugs before we ship. And that was exactly the case for me this past week. I spent several nights working some late hours. Not that I'm complaining ... it does put food on my table. Ok, I'm complaining a little. :)
I'm also doing a programming project for a friend's business venture, and he's been waiting for some code from me for several weeks. So I spent my entire Saturday working on that, and part of my Sunday, too. Other than walking the dog and checking my mail, I never got out of the house on Saturday. I'm still not quite done, but I'm much closer.
Oh, and one more thing. Did I mention that I got married today? Earlier, I went with my friends Shandell, Karen, Sinde, and Sinde's parents to see Beehive, a musical saluting the girl groups of the 60's. During one of the segments, one of the performers was dressed as Lesley Gore (who sang It's My Party, I'll Cry if I Want To). Apparently, "Lesley" was crying because her boyfriend left her for another girl (which is what It's My Party is about).
So, "Brenda Lee" and "Connie Francis" try to cheer her up by reminding her that there are other men in the sea. During Connie's rendition of Where the Boys Are, the ladies made their way through the audience trying to find Lesley a new man. They wanted to find her a decent man ... a stable man ... a real hunk, if you will. Unfortunately, they couldn't find that guy, so they chose me instead. And not so surprisingly (since it was part of the script), Lesley was so enamoured with me that she decided to marry me on the spot. Like that hasn't happened to me before. :)
While Lesley prepared backstage, the rest of the ladies sang Chapel of Love, pulled me onto the stage, and dressed me in a lovely white tuxedo jacket. I was then dragged through some choreography that I didn't quite pull off (I'm not a professional). Lesley arrived in her wedding dress, we did the wedding march, we exchanged vows and rings, I kissed the bride (on the cheek), we had cake, we posed for "pictures", and we marched around the stage while confetti was thrown on us by the audience along the stage. After our whirlwind wedding, I was taken back to my seat where I tried to get all the confetti out of my hair.
They didn't let me keep the jacket, but they did give me the picture they took after the vows. The picture quality of the Polaroid wasn't very good, but I did my best scanning it in. We look like such a happy couple. :)
Anyway, I hope I'm just as happy with my next wife, whoever she might be. She'll be arriving from Russia any day now. :)