Used to be I could say what I wanted on this blog without much chance of anyone I actually know reading it. That has changed. I have several family members that read my diatribes, both local and from out of town, Hello Jenny, feel free to chime in with a comment. I have friends from both the writing world and not who read my blog. If I had to hazard a guess I'd speculate that at least forty or fifty people from right here in Amarillo read my blog at least occasionally.
And while Amarillo has a population of 173,627 according to the 2000 census my hometown actually has the feel of a town about one tenth that size. Put ten Amarilloans in room and most likely at least two will know each other. If not you can bet they all know some of the same people, especially if they've lived here their whole lives. Sp there is a goo d chance this blog will get read by someone I wished it wouldn't.
Disclaimers aside, I am obligated to tell y'all about this wedding I just heard about.
I did not actually attend, but my mom did. One of her coworkers son's was the groom. Now my mom is in her early sixties and isn't what anyone would describe as cosmopolitan so sometimes things that are new to her, really are not. Such as?
Jello shots? In case any of you do not know jello shots ate little vials of jello filled with Everclear. Everclear is the closest thing to moonshine you can actually go into a liquor store and buy.
Ever been to a wedding reception that handed out jello shots to sixty year old women at the reception? Me neither? Nothin' says lovin' like vial of rot gut booze and yellow Jello.
But wait folks that is not all. The entire wedding, the bride dress and all was themed after a college sports team. And no it wasn't Texas Longhorn burnt orange. Matter of fact it wasn't even a Texas college. It is a wonder a team most Texans hate. It is a wonder some attendees did not stand up and boo as she walked down the aisle. I would have been tempted. Not because I'm a Longhorn fan, but because the entire weddin' was themed for a team I'd just as Sooner, never won another game.
Now I am a sorts fan, but I'd never plan my whole wedding after a sports teams. I do not know the bride. Maybe she graduated from there, maybe she was an athlete from there, maybe I wouldn't think the whole thing as as bizarre if it wasn't followed up with jello shots.
And for the record, my mom was intrigued by jello shots. I won't be surprised if we don't sit down to Thanksgiving dinner only to have jello shots for dessert. Oh well at least it will spice things up a bit. No. it's not the tryptophan, that's making me sleepy, it's the grain alcohol. And if turkeys are full of tryptophan, and tryptophan makes you sleepy, how come turkeys aren't passed out on the couch all the time?
For more on Jello, visit Beth over at her recently moved Pink Lace and Pearls blog. Turns out my mom isn't the only one intrigued by Jello.