... I'm already married.

It's the first thought I have at almost any wedding reception: Boy am I glad I'm already married, and I don't ever have to do another wedding reception as a bride.

Having said that, it was a lovely reception for the daughter of one of the families in our ward. (Concidentally her name is Rachel, so I spent the evening at Rachel's wedding reception. Wierd huh?) They were married at the Louisville temple earlier in the day.

And I now am practiced at serving wedding cake.