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I won't even try to top that above post....But here's my story.
About 2 weeks before my wedding, my matron of honor and I went to pick up her dress. She absolutely hated it, and everything about it. I spent the next week going shopping w/ her trying to find a dress that she liked...It was miserable. She didn't like anything. Everything made her...her words...Look fat, look ugly, wrong color. I was a college student, w/ 5 children to raise...and I spent time, energy and money trying to appease her. Nothing I did helped, she imo acted ike a spoiled teen. After spending every spare moment ( and believe me I had very little time to spare)trying to resolve to resolve this I finally said to her at one dress shop,.."The bottom line is a wedding is about the bride and groom....not about you". She decided to wear the original dress. But, I have to say it showed me that weddings can bring out the worst in some people.
My first wedding was to a Sailor and took place on a U S Navy base. First of all, one of the groomsmen forgot his dress shoes on board the ship so he and another groomsman went back to get them and ended up stranded on board for a 30 minute ship's security drill. His best man and my maid of honor were so hung over you can actually see them swaying in the video! The minister was nearly 90 and even though I had rewritten my grandmother's vows in print so he could read them, he still got my name wrong. I had asked a very close cousin to give me away and, although we had arranged with security for all guests to have a pass, shifts changed before he could get aboard so he wasn't able to get to the church to give me away. I asked a friend of my mother's to fill in. He later turned out to be the worst person on the planet (a story for another thread) so I, of course, regret having him fill in. After the ceremony, the reception went off without a hitch save two. My father-in-law put his video camera down on a table but didn't turn it off so we have about 30 minutes of the seat of his pants on video! The only other hitch was that we kept getting side-tracked so we ended up having pizza as our first married meal AFTER the reception! It was fun then and now!
My wife -- the bride -- was stung by a bee at our wedding. On her leg, under her wedding gown while we were sitting at the table. It had climbed up her leg a few minutes earlier when we were walking in grass.
ARAGX6.......sounds like my grandad's funeral - they asked a former minister who had been at their church many years ago to come back and do his services - little did they know that in the intervening years he had developed extreme dementia - he was thrilled to be there even tho he didn't really know where he was or who he was eulogising - kept using wrong name, wrong city, wrong family, wrong "I remember when.." tales.....it was sad in more ways than one!
Let's see.....I actually had to think about it because the main memory was that we had fun with our family and friends!
Just got my nails done and broke the thumb nail transferring the wedding dress to the car in a downpour. This does HURT and ended up bleeding...luckily dress had protective cover on it.
My divorced parents tried to out-do each other as to who was in charge...Dad's a wimp...he lost lol.
Got up day of the wedding and the car wouldn't start(ended up taking all the wedding gift cash to fix it...just thank God we had it)
Heavy downpours all day.....SIL started crying at the reception because no one was paying attention to her.
DH pledged me his trough....(sign of things to come lol)
I was at a wedding reception that was disrupted (to say the least) by a naked, screaming woman. Who wasn't a guest. She'd taken LSD, had a bad trip, and somehow found her way to the church. People tried to distract the bride and groom from seeing her. The cops came and she was still running around screaming "I'm on LSD" and a lot of gibberish. They finally pinned her down, threw a blanket over her and took her away.
It was awful.
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