In case you don’t know the story, a wizard crashed our wedding reception in New York City.
This is the kind of thing that happens in New York City.
It was an un-invited wizard, seeing as we are good Mormons who don’t exactly go wizard chasing.
But he is also a famous wizard, walking the streets of New York and having made several big time appearances on the late night talk show circuit.
When he initially approached us, only his dragon would talk. Nathan had to make friends before the wizard would speak to us directly.
It was awesome.
We invited him to join our brunch party, and so he chowed down on some breakfast with us. We tried feeding the dragon, but the wizard said he was the keeper of the food.
Our wizard spoke in a deep voice with a slow drawl that was not quite Scottish.
He also occasionally yelled at airplanes.
It has been a long time since I laughed so hard as that.
Grateful for the free breakfast, the wizard suddenly stood and pronounced a wizard’s blessing upon our marriage, saying we would be rewarded for our good deeds and sincere kindness.
How do you respond to that?
He promised our lives would be full of laughter and joy, happiness and festivity, all because – as it turns out – dragons love breakfast.
An actress friend, also named Emily, gave us a little wizard to remind us of this unforgettable experience, and it made me smile when I unpacked it tonight.
I set it on the highest shelf, next to our binoculars, where together we can see the stars and remember blessings of happiness.
Oh, and to always share your breakfast with any passing dragons.