halfwhiteboy

I know I'm old and I don't deny it. And why should I? It's inevitable. From fine wrinkles to sagging skin and thinning hair, the signs of aging are aplenty. But one such sign I never expected to face is being asked to be a ninong ( or principal sponsor) at a wedding. I was, like, are you for real? But my former colleague had already anticipated that reaction, so she prepared an impassioned and lengthy message why. I was touched.

We were invited to a wedding recently and the thing is, we actually attended! I don't know but the last time I went to one was maybe five years ago. There was also this other all-black wedding I went to before that. This recent one was an outdoor wedding with a formal theme. I already pictured that most of the guys will be wearing black suits and I had no intentions of blending in. I thought that after wearing that powder blue blazer  of mine to work, it was time to take the entire set out for a spin. And so there I was in a powder blue suit , trying to "socialize."