Well, this is an interesting development.
Lately, every time I type or write the word wedding, I misspell it. In fact, I spell out another word entirely: Weeding.
Royal Wedding? Nah, it was a Royal Weeding, according to my seriously misguided typing fingers.
Weeding is apparently the new wedding. Who knew?
And here I thought my make believe marriage to batman was a bad sign...
Of course, there was the time when I pretend married my Barbie and Ken to each other and had them say the vows, "...awfully wedded husband (and wife)." My mom gently corrected me on the awfully part.
So, let's see where we are:
-Pretend married to superheroes as a child.
-Gave away my "Han Solo husband" to crying friend.
-Awfully instead of lawfully.
-And, now, weeding for wedding.
Maybe my brain sees a wedding as the happy result of the years and years we spend weeding through all the commitment phobic, egotistical, sex-centered, self-centered, inconsiderate, lying, stuck-up, sarcastic, cruel jack wipes.
Just a thought.