A year ago, I went to Data Monkey and Mountain Man Mike's wedding at the gorgeous, redwood-clad Pema Ose Ling, in the Santa Cruz mountains.
Today, I go to another wedding in the same spot. I've never been to the same wedding venue twice. I'm so curious how it will be different.
It will be different for me: I'm going stag, because Eric has to work. I haven't gone solo to a wedding in quite a few years. I thought that was over, now that I have a date-for-life.
But I'm not about to miss a good party, where I'll get to see some of my wedding gear have a second (or third) life. So happy to keep the wedding co-op going.