A Whale of a Wedding

My sister's wedding invitation arrived in the mail this week. Everything was perfectly normal about it, right down to the whale-shaped confetti that poured out of the envelope in large quantities.

In my daily phone call to my sister, I tried really hard not to talk about the confetti. Instead, I talked about the book that I was reading at the moment--Moby Dick.

"Why don't you just ask me why I'm having a whale wedding?" she sighed. I sensed a slight agitation in her voice.

Actually, the thought had never crossed my mind. Most brides want to be associated with Shamu on their wedding day.



"I happen to like whales," she stated. "There's so much you can do with them decoration-wise."

"Mmm hmmm," I agreed.

After taking a few moments to visualize the reception hall, I said, "I assume that you're serving seafood."

"What makes you think that?" she wanted to know.

I apologized immediately for drawing a logical conclusion.

"We're having burritos and enchiladas," she told me.

This announcement required me to visualize a whale wearing a sombrero, something that I wouldn't wish upon anybody.


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My sister has a good sense of humor and approved this post.