DD and future hubby finally picked a wedding venue and set a date. Naturally, there are some things I don't like about the venue but I learned a long time ago to keep my mouth shut. She asked if I wanted to come look at it today when they sign the contract, ie come write the check but I declined. I do intend to contribute funds (quite a lot of them actually) but I know if I went I would ask way too many questions and step on toes. It's not my wedding. This is all a bit awkward because the groom's parents are wealthy and are inviting the lion's share of guests. I think back to all the weddings I have attended, lavish to simple, and the one that sticks in my memory was back in the hippie days. Bride and groom were married next to a gently flowing river among the wildflowers. Birdsong and acoustic guitar for music. Potluck for food. They wore white Indian style garments and were barefoot. Now that's simple...I am trying to stay light-hearted about all this but here we go.