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the wedding party, I nearly died. I don’t have that many close female friends. Hence, my side of the bridal party is made up of Ingrid, my friend Melanie, Dungeon Master extraordinaire, a couple of other friends who are married, and two of Evan’s sister-in-laws who I get along with really well.
    I wish I could say I like all the Sharp women, but that’s sadly not true. Then again, it’s not likely they’ll be creating the Jillian Carew fan club anytime soon either. But Shona and Liz are super sweet. To the point that while I know they are not fans of the bridesmaid dresses, they’re grinning and bearing it. Ingrid and Mel might have had something to do with that. Regardless, if anyone in the bridal party has a problem participating in our Roman-themed wedding, they’re doing a great job of keeping it to themselves.
    Oh. Haven’t I mentioned that yet? In all the wedding talk have I failed to share that we’re going all out with an ancient Rome-inspired wedding? Yup. And once I convinced Mom that it would be tasteful and lavish and the envy of all her friends, she was all for it. That was the surprise of the century, honestly.
    Really it was Evan’s idea. He’d confessed that he’d always wanted a different kind of wedding. Something fantasy themed. There were a few arguments about that, and I was nearly ready to concede to a medieval theme when he started showing me pictures online of Roman-inspired weddings. The wedding gown potential sold me on it. I have two dresses in Ingrid’s closet because I can’t make up my mind.
    Now let me set you straight on a few things before you start shaking your head and giving me up for one of those Live Action Role Playing people. The key word to keep in mind is inspired. It’s not a true-to-life reenactment. Although I do have worries about seven brothers equipped with swords. I might have Ingrid discreetly steal them while the guys sit down for supper and hide them until the night’s revelries are done.
    I’d love to tell you all about it right now but I’m being called in to begin my day of pampering.

The text transcript from the night of Evan’s shed stag.
    T here’s no way I can even begin to explain to you everything that happened last night. We’d be here forever. Instead, here’s the text thread that Ingrid, Evan and I have poured over ever since he got home this evening. We’re all a bit more than hung-over. I suppose it’s a good thing we have text messages to help keep track of the night. It’s just a pity I can’t share the images that go along with this transcript with you. Nevertheless, here in its entirety is Saturday night, as experienced through texts. For your ease of reading, E stands for Evan, J for Jillian, and I for Ingrid (I used her phone a bit). As if you wouldn’t figure that out. My apologies for suggesting it.
    7:53 pm
    E: Heading to the shed now. Enjoy the rest of your supper. Dad says to keep Mom away from rum.
    J: Have fun. Love you. And there’s no rum in sight. Just lots of wine and food.
    J: And tell Phonse Whelan to keep his clothes on tonight.
    E: Love you. xx
    8:01
    E: Last text, I swear. Just wanted you to see that there are two kegs here. One for the Labatt crowd and one for the Molson bunch.
    J: Beer before liquor, never been sicker. Keep that in mind.
    E: Okay.
    8:12
    J: evan this is mom tell dad to only let you and your brothers use the bathroom in the house and tell Shona the paper plates are in the downstairs pantry next to the Lysol
    E: Wow Mom. Nothing like contaminating the plates with harsh cleaners. Thanks!
    J: I am not sharing that message with your mother. Be nice.
    E: Now that I know you let mothers near your phone I can’t send you the texts I had in mind for later.
    J: I’m changing my password now. ;)
    J: Oh. She also wants to tell you that there are boozy chocolates in her closet. Your father knows where they are. I think they’ve been there since the millennium. I’d stay away from them.
    10:33
    J: