No, I am not a minister.
I've had to say those words so many times recently. This Saturday, which also happens to be my birthday, I'm officiating a wedding for two wonderful friends. Erik was my college roommate and one of my groomsmen. Chandler is his perfect match. What an honor!
In fact, this is the second wedding I've performed for friends. Why me? Like I said, I'm not a minister (my wife thinks it's hilarious that people even consider that notion). Actually, it's easy to get deputized on a per marriage basis in most California counties. But why me? I guess it's because I'm a writer. Would your first choice, if you're not having a minister do it, be an accountant? What about an architectural engineer? Oops...sorry, Erik!
But I am a writer. And I take my writing seriously. So I've spent more hours brainstorming, writing, editing, re-structuring, and re-writing than I probably needed to. But Erik and Chandler are worth it!
Plus, on my way to the rehearsal later today, I'll have the opportunity to meet and have lunch with my agent. We didn't do the whole "I'll wear a red rose in my hair" thing, so I hope I can recognize her from the photo on her website. And I hope she doesn't expect me to look like most of the photos on this blog (I'm leaving my fishnets, gold tooth, and seashell bra at home).
It should be a very fun meeting because...oops...I'm not supposed to say. Ooh...but I really want to. No! Can't do it. Okay, here, let me put it this way: Do I have something very exciting to tell you but I can't tell you till the middle of next week?
As I plan on hearing two people say this weekend...I Do!
- Jay
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Can't wait to hear your secret. Until then, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
How wonderful to officiate--and to be asked to do so. Have a great birthday/wedding! Sounds like a weekend for celebrating.
Oh, you're so cruel to hold back on us! Please let us know as soon as you can.
As to your agent: Just rent Witness and look for someone who very much resembles its female star.
Congratulations on the thing which-shall-not-be-named. I wonder which side of the table you'll be standing on at the L.A. conference wine and cheese reception next year.
Please, do tell! No one but us 4 will know.
What a tease, yo! Please tell us. What is it? What is it? I won't tell anyone, I promise. Like I don't already know. But I'm great at keeping secrets...as long as you bind and gag me and lock me in a closet with no cell phone or computer.
Better go now...I'm 'bout to spill it!!
And, Debby...his agent TOTALLY looks like the girl in 'Witness'. So funny. Wish someone could say that about me! People usually mistake me for Beaker from the Muppets...or sometimes E.T.
xoxo
Eve
YOWZA! :)
The "big tease" is not a strip tease, right!? Just kidding! (Kind of.)
Of course, I know what the big secret is, too. And some of those pictures need to be burned! Otherwise your secret is out!
By the way, you can keep Eve quiet with some Reese's pieces.
Just sayin'
Robin
Happy (day-late) Birthday, Jay! Obviously, no one gave Eve Reese's Pieces, because she spilled the beans to me. Don't worry, it's vaulted. Lamy
And what a wonderful job he did this weekend! As for the mystery with why so many people consider Jay for officiating his wedding...it's simple:
He is an honest, sincere, sweet man who is many people's (including our) dear friend.
Ok Jay...that's it. That's the last sweet thing I ever say on this blog. So you better bookmark this page. :-)
Thanks again for a wonderful day!
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