Wedding Crashers

Every so often me and my friend John cater weddings and other events for some extra money. Today is one of them days. Its not a bad deal that we got worked out, I mean we get payed a hundred dollars to bus tables, eat leftover filet mignon, and scope out the attractive bridesmaids in their tight dresses.

     Every time we cater weddings I instantly think of the comedy Wedding Crashers, not because we pick up vulnerable women like Owen Wilson and Vince Vaughn do with their terrible noses and awkwardness, but because we are part of a very special moment in the families life. Its very awkward to attend such an important happening in some strangers life, but i guess someone has to do it.

     The catering hall is in South Philly on 2nd Street so we usually get a crazy Italian family or an Irish family who wipe out the seemingly endless supply of alcohol. Another enjoyable part of doing this is just watching the families and friends enjoy themselves and have a good time. My friend John and I always have god stories at the end of the night like someone falling on the dance floor or some other type of silly drunkenness.

     When I'm at these wedding it makes me think how I will want my wedding to be. I think of all my closest family and friends joined together in a big ballroom enjoying great food and drinks. I see everyone I love enjoying themselves and celebrating an important time in my life. Weddings truly are a beautiful thing.

My Best Friend

My best friend wakes up in morning, and stretches out his long arms as his days struggles begin. hes a tall broad Italian kid, whose shoulders stretch wider than the amazon river. his combed curly chocolate brown hair sits perfectly on the top of his head.

     Although he is a physically strong man, he seems to struggle lifting every day tasks off of his shoulders. Anything that makes him slightly uncomfortable seems to irritate him, however he finds a way to slyly get everything he needs to be done accomplished.

     The two things he enjoys the most are his personal health and eating. If he isn't exercising or washing his hands, hes eating a gourmet meal. This is one thing our friendship revolves around; thinking of the next meal were going to eat and going out to get it.

     Although I only known him for about five years I am closer to him than I am with the rest of my friends. That's why I would call him my best friend.

Signs of Aging

Throughout life we notice things that show us we are getting older. everything from growing taller and stronger when your young, to shrinking and losing strength when your old. One sign I've noticed lately is how I've been reacting to all this snow we have been getting. This weather makes a lot of simple everyday tasks for me a struggle and generally puts me in a shitty mood.
     I am sharing this because it makes me realize how fast i am growing old. I'm sure I'm not the only one that can remember, not too long ago, when we would look out our windows and get extremely excited to see snow covered streets. Back then the little versions of us loved the snow. The snow symbolized a day away from school, snowball fights and building snowmen with friends, and possibly earning some money by shoveling your elderly neighbors sidewalk.
    Now when I look out and see this snow I simply get irritated. Now it means shoveling out my car to get to school and/or work, sliding around recklessly, and taking out my anger on the first person who annoys me...which is usually my mother (love ya mom).
   I don't know what to think of this. Some will say I'm just growing up, but I'd say I'm slowly turning into a miserable old man, and I fear the day when I can no longer enjoy the other simple things in life like video games, or a stupid comedy movie. I guess we all grow old but I'm going to try my hardest to stay young at heart.