I attended two weddings accompanied by my special someone who excited my mother with the possibilities of our marriage one day. When my mom attended the second wedding, she discovered my special someone passionately kissing one of the groomsmen the relationship ended.

I was a groomsman at the third marriage, and my mother was my plus one which will never happen again. I love my mom beyond all measure. However, she spent the entire wedding interviewing every single woman as a possible mate for her youngest of four.

Today in the mail, I received another wedding invitation from a co-worker for a total of four within the past six months, and I returned the invitation acknowledging only one.

I’m attending this wedding in search of someone to offer an invitation to meet again, however not at a wedding.

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By Expedition Nomadic Adventurer

As a retiree travel blogger touring the US, voicing my wisdom, opinion, and thoughts about the retirement lifestyle and life in general. I'm an aspiring pre-published indie author of baby boomer romance and adventures with a whimsical comedic side. I photograph wildlife and landscapes, mountain, biking, kayaking, hiking, and backpacking. I travel the back roads and highways of America, Canada, and Mexico, documenting my adventures via print and photography.

2 thoughts on ““Wedding Invitations,””
  1. LOL it is funny to read of your predicament with mom playing matchmaker!

  2. Ok, skip the ones of wedding but perhaps at a baby shower? Talk about putting the cart before the horse!! Smiles

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