There are quite a few things I'd rather do than speak in public.

Like, be eaten by a grizzly bear, as we both fall off a cliff to our deaths on the stabby rocks below, which have been splashed in poison and acid.

Hate public speaking. Hate it. I hate it so much that I can't get why some people like it - or at least don't wilt at the thought of it. It's not like finding out someone likes Clay Aiken and thinking 'Not my thing, but to each his own.' It's like finding out someone likes to eat glass. Who could enjoy this?

Unfortunately, my disdain for speaking in public is obvious, even in our staff meetings. I should have hid it more. Because as part of my career growth, I have been trundled off to Dale Carnegie classes, to simply get over it.

And it's hard to have to stand up there, week after week. 20 shy people blushingly through 2 minute presentations. I know we're all so growing and we're all so evolved, but damn. Making speeches is hard.

Except for the speech I gave at my wedding. Why is that? I was in class last week stuttering through my talk, and I remembered that at my wedding, you couldn't shut me up. Thank-you this, most-amazing-day that, I was. For some reason it was exceedingly easy and even fun to get up and address the 90+ people we had there.

Do you plan on making any speeches? (If you do - here's a pretty good wedding speech starter site.) Does the thought terrify or tickle you?