I was off to a wedding this weekend… The only thing was that I wasn’t really invited to it. Well, I was kind of invited by the mother of the bride. The mom wrote a letter to the morning show that was her version of our annual: “I Have A Dream.” Her dream was for us to crash her daughters wedding. And so I did. The reception was beautiful. It was on the 48th floor of a Downtown Dallas building that coincidentally, was the very same building and the very same room that I had my wedding reception in many years ago.
So, here’s what I did. As the guests were eating their dinner, I basically stormed the room and stood on the dance floor. I grabbed the mic from the DJ. And I announced to the room that I was crashing the wedding. The guests were a little stunned and very surprised as I announced myself. But as I wished the happy couple just as many years of happiness as I had after my reception in the same room, they laughed a little. They were all so nice and they even invited me to stay for dinner. But I made my exit and let them enjoy the rest of their evening.