We’re down to the last five weeks, and things are coming together. We’ve gotten solid RSVP’s from a little over half our invitation list. Our out-of-town wedding party members have all confirmed, have their clothes together and are all ready to get on the planes. Now we’re down to details and to pulling it all together.
This weekend was Kristi’s second bridal shower, leaving both me and my soon-to-be father-in-law Don with not a whole lot to do. So he and I decided to head out to the local movie theater to see the new Indiana Jones movie while our wives ate cookies, gave and opened presents, and talked about tablecloth prints.
The new Indy flick’s not a bad movie. Not nearly as good as Raiders, much better than Temple of Doom. Probably not as good as Last Crusade, but still pretty watchable once you stop noticing the overuse of CGI and convince yourself not to be bothered by the “you gotta be kidding me” credulity-stretching moments peppered throughout the film. Which, I must say, isn’t easy when the guy you’re hanging with is a Ph.D. and you know they’re making him chuckle at least as much as you.
I consider myself pretty lucky. You know all the jokes about terrible inlaws, rocky relationships with the inlaws, all the punchlines from all the sitcoms about not getting along your spouse’s parents? I’m happy to report that I hit it off with Kristi’s family, pretty much from the day I met them. A wonderful group of people that I’m honored to call family, who have shown me absolutely nothing but complete hospitality since I came into their lives. It made the transition to my new life enormously easier.
I can’t even imagine what the engagement would have been like without the kind support and graciousness of the Jepson clan. Certainly not as smooth, that’s for sure. I’m really looking forward to my brother Chris arriving here for the wedding in July. We’ve started lobbying him to consider getting out of Florida and moving out here; both Kristi and I are going to enjoy introducing him to the all new branch of his family.