I spent the weekend in Massachusetts attending the wedding of my friends Aaron and James.
My experience with weddings is very limited:
- My mother’s extremely informal wedding to her second husband.
- Some distant relative’s wedding in Germany when I was in 4th grade.
- The ex-boyfriend’s brother’s reception in Minnesota.
I was a groomsman in this wedding, so it was somewhat nerve-racking, but nothing disastrous happened.

The photographer extraordinaire taking a picture of the rings at the Pierce House!
I think people were a little amused by my (utter) ignorance about how weddings work. For example – I had never heard of a receiving line. They don’t show that in movies!
The wedding was at Pierce House, which is a historic mansion in Lincoln, MA.

The Pierce House in Lincoln, MA.
We were also really close to Lexington and Concord…so history.