Understood. A drunk friend needing a place to crash is one thing, come over to my house - get drunk - wake me up - keep me up - puke all over the bathroom is another. Of course, I am getting old and stodgy (I blame the gray hairs)
One thing many of my friends have been doing lately is web weddings - they get married with a few guests ie. cheap and easy and then broadcast it on the web. This helps them keep costs low and planning simple and lets those of us 2000 miles a way still 'attend' or watch it at our leisure.
somehow I manage to leave my intelligence and decorum at the door wherever I go. I doubt your journal will be an exception to that - not on the rug
What the F&#* is a decorum? - Mr. Anthony