When I was fifteen, I was profoundly annoyed that I hadn’t ever been to a wedding.  They always looked so much fun in movies and on TV shows.  Why couldn’t my perennially single uncle get hitched already so I could be a bridesmaid?  I never fantasized about my OWN wedding – I probably wasn’t going to get married, anyway, modern woman that I saw myself as back then – just about attending other people’s.

Fifteen years later, I have attended more weddings than I can count and – while I love my married and engaged and soon-to-be-engaged friends dearly – I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have volumes of stories from every single one.

Here’s hoping that along the wedding tour of 2011 I rack up even more funny/heartwarming/heartbreaking/embarrassing tales…and maybe finally find my own Prince Charming?

-Jess