I will start off by stating that I have rediscovered my inner party girl!

This weekend was awesome, I managed to forget the world for about 10 hours and it didn’t even involve sleeping.  I drowned myself in the extremely intoxicating effects of Mr Beam (Jim) and I lived to tell the story.  Well, the parts of it that I remember of course.

It started out with a fairly blustery day on Saturday, not a good day for a wedding but none-the-less it went ahead.  It was a nice ceremony if you cut out the part where the pastor condemned all of us unmarried couples living in sin to hell.  I think it went along the lines of ""¦God has deemed all of those who live as a couple enjoying all of the benefits of marriage without the sanctity of his governance will not know heaven and all of His love.  They are living illicit lives and under the eyes of those of us who believe in Him and His powers it is illegal. "¦"  It was about then that I decided Jim and I would be friends.  One of the key elements I saw throughout the procedings was the sheer hypocrisy of some of their beliefs.

One of my cousins is openly gay and has been for at least 10 years.  Her and I get along really well and initially she wasn’t invited to the event.  In light of her parents being somewhere in Europe at the time of the wedding it fell to her to attend.  She was not aware of the fact that it was a Destiny Church wedding and suffice it to say, she was pretty surprised.  My cousin works in parliament for the Labour Government and was present for the Destiny march on parliament grounds.  On Saturday she told me that she had never ever before felt such hatred for being who she is.  It is the first time she has ever expressed any emotional response to reactions from the average joe on her sexual orientation.  What I couldn’t understand is that Destiny Church is openly against homosexuality and yet there they were having a grand old time talking my cousin.  As far as I am aware, if you give yourself wholeheartedly to the doctrine of a church (any church not just destiny) you would technically be bound by the highly principled beliefs that come with it, so how can they subscribe to the hatred of a persons choice and yet still talk to them without malice.  Call me stupid but if I didn’t like someone I certainly wouldn’t talk to them let alone invite them to my wedding.

Anyway, the meal was fantastic, the company was even better and I was well on my way to having an enjoyable evening when they commenced the speeches, 90 minutes and a lot of talk about ""¦the Lord above"¦" later I was bored, tired and mostly sober, as soon as the final speech was done they had some prayers and stuff and I just made my way to the bar and stayed there for at least 3 solid bourbons.  My cousin and I had a conversation that went a little something like "¦

Her :  You drunk yet

Me :  Almost, gimme a minute

Her :  You wanna slow up on that, it has ice, you might choke

Me :  Yes and I don’t want to die just yet as I have not asked for salvation

Her :  Not to mention the fact that you are talking to a perversion

Me :  Come and have a seat cuz, the two of us can go to the devils lair together

Her :  Hahahahaha

Me :  Look at us two, the sexual perversion and the unmarried abomination.

Her / Me :  Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

At about 10.30pm that night I’d had enough, my uncles were cranking into the Karaoke and I just knew it was time to bug out.  I left and headed for my bosses apartment in town where I was stitched up majorly by BD and we headed off into the city for a night of frivolity.  By the time I hit Courtenay Place I was saying hello to everything that moved and trying to take a brick home (?!?) My sister, her bf, dave and I managed to stay upright for another 4 hours (Yeah!!  4 hours!!!) whereupon my fantastically sober boyfriend drove us all home for ham sandwiches, coffee, water and butt load of Panadol.

5 hours later I’m wide awake and wanting a major injection of Maccers for breakfast.

All in all it was a very good weekend, good drinking, good company, good music and good fun.