I promise ladies and gentlemen, no more Elvis after this post. But I had to add these two things.
First, mom and I had supper together tonight and she told me she saw the tribute to Elvis post. She said after he passed away I begged her to take me to his funeral. (I do not remember this, and I'm pretty darn good at remembering worthless things like this.) Anyway, she refused to take me to his funeral. So, what would a normal Elvis fan do? I offered to take the bus, she said. She replied, "the funeral will be over by the time we get there". So much for that idea. I tried.
Finally, the hubby and I went to Vegas to get married on June 28, 2005. I didn't want a chinzy, cheesy Vegas wedding. AND DEFINITELY NO ELVIS IMPERSONATOR would marry us. The hubby agreed. So we opted for one at the Wee Kirk O' the Heather Wedding Chapel.
My great aunt got married there many moons ago. So, rationally, we decided that was reason enough. We toured the place. Then talked to "Henry" who so professionally helped us feel relaxed about our rational decision.
At 6:20pm, we show up. Prepared to make our devotion legal in Sin City. "Henry" asked me if I wanted to "freshen up" before the nuptials. Of course. I wanted to check my lip gloss. On the way to the bathroom I spied our minister preparing for the event. IT WAS PRETEND ELVIS. I started to panic. Then I started to giggle nervously. "Oh @*%&!" I went back to the vestibule and told the future hubby, " I think we are about to be married by Elvis!!" The hubby replied, "NO @*%$!!!!"
The pretend Elvis was wonderful. He did not sound like Elvis, but he sure did look like him. Not on narcotics of course. He was dressed without Elvis attire, which helped. I do believe if we had paid the right price, the full meal deal Pretend Elvis would've blossomed. We didn't. And I'm happy we didn't. Pretend Elvis did a beautiful ceremony for just the two of us and "Henry".