Of Coffee And Much I Do

If you were having coffee with me, I would greet you like “look what the wind blew in.” August is windy and blowing all sorts of season change around, winter is dying long live summer.

falling leaves

If you were having coffee with me, I would tell you that I got myself tangled into being part of the groomsmen team of a wedding ceremony. Looks like the only way I could wiggle myself out of doing it would be if I was married. I only half-agreed because they had planned on an intimate gathering with limited guests, close family and friends and there would be no bridal team dance routines.

Turns out trying to narrow down your guest list to an intimate gathering is not easy, especially if the whole family decides to be part of your festivities. Apparently weddings are more for the family than the bride and groom and so the guest list grew and grew and grew; so did the hustle of planning for it, especially in our current economic climate with its hyper-inflation.

If you were having coffee with me I would tell you that everything eventually falls into place. Outside looking in; a guest will attend a wedding and think it was a nice smooth ceremony but behind the scenes there were small pockets of chaos that would have you wondering why anyone would want to go through the stress of making an honest person out of someone; from the colours for outfits, the cake and catering, finding a respectable Marriage Officer requesting permission to have a wedding from the bride’s parents; oh and getting the bridal team to learn dance routines for the wedding.

Duncan Tawanda Mabaso

If you were having coffee with me, I would tell you that there’s something about weddings, every bride is beautiful on her wedding day she is the star of the show and everyone else is supporting cast. And when you play dress up as there’s always that one aunt or uncle who will come up to you and say,


“You guys are looking awesome… but do you know what would be even better, Your Own Wedding… when is your wedding”

And you laugh, smile and pose for pictures and hope they forget you never answered the question, but you heard it, oh you heard it, you can feel it in your grey wisdom, tick tock tick tick tock.

If you were having coffee with me, I would ask if couples have any idea the performance anxiety the bridal team experiences to not ruin your big day, to look awesome and then to dance not too prudently as to bore the crowd but not too provocatively as to offend sensibilities.

If you were having coffee with me I would tell you about how I have a folder full pictures from the wedding and very few of those are mine I have pictures of strangers, friends and family who will never see the pictures and others have pics and video clips of me that I will never know are on their statuses or Instagram stories. I am still wondering how you can take really good pics of others and have no one to take pics of you.

Best thing about weddings besides watching the I Do’s and the Kiss the Bride Moment oh and the food, (I am still dreaming about a juicy steak I had that deserved to be on a bed of two buns covered with lettuce sheets, with tomato slices, onion rings for pillows and cheese to set the mood…) the point was besides all that the best part is meeting family and friends who don’t normally meet in such numbers except probably at funerals.

Blessed Family

If you were having coffee with me, I would tell you fun was had and now life goes back to its normal routine, inflation, rising prices, power cuts, Victoria Falls




    1. Fun was had, there was dancing vows were said all in all it was a good day… thanks for dropping by ♥♥
      Cheers to the bride and groom


  1. Wow, looks like you had fun. At every wedding there will always be guests who say the bridal team danced to provocatively or too boring. In my opinion you put in just the right amount of energy.

    We look forward to your wedding B (“,)

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