Just a wedding. Nothing to see…

Apologies for not posting. I was stuck at Chicago O’Hare airport all night.
OK, time to come clean. As many of you know, in May I became an African priest of the Lukumí religion. Go me. What you don’t know are the restrictions placed on me, which of late have been leading to some fairly hilarious situations.
For example, I have to wear all white. Head to toe. Every day. For a year. Really. I also cannot drink for a year, go to parties, movies or or restaurants. Basically, stay home and be good for a year. I know what you are thinking, and yes, Natalie and I can still do that. I would never join a religion that bans its priests from doing the nasty. I cannot be photographed for a year either, so I can’t put any pictures up unfortunately (although I am dying to, for laughs).
So I thought I’d fill you in on some things I have been mistaken for, or referred to as, since being in all white.