- 5 years ago
- Wedding: September 2012
We did it! My best friends in the world came from NC & WA (we were originally friends 14 years ago in Alaska, where we’re all from), and my Mom came from AK to walk me down the aisle. Our daughters were my maid of honor and my flower girl. Our son was the ringbearer. A very dear friend performed the ceremony with words written by my husband that made me completely tear up and laugh all at the same time. Many of our friends were in attendance. My best friends totally saved my butt by being supreme setter-uppers just before the whole shebang happened.
What went wrong.
Not enough time! I was so busy with family that I only gave myself half the time I needed to get the decorations ready, and half the people who had offered to help never showed up till the wedding started. There was more wind that day than there’d been in weeks, and we had to redo the decorations at least three times in some places where the wind had blown things around. Always give yourself extra time! You’ll need it, and if you don’t, you’ll be glad you had the time to catch your breath!
Early into the vows, my left earring fell off and slid into my cleavage. Hubby kept staring & twinkling like mad, holding my hands forcibly in his, grinning like crazy because I couldn’t stop the wedding to dive in after the errant earring. At one point during the vows, he actually went up on tiptoe (the vow was about growing together, so everyone thought he was illustrating the point) to peer down my dress. After the vows were over & we were introduced (again) as man & wife, he snagged the mic & told the audience what REALLY happened that had us laughing. Thanks, Hon! *lol*
I flipped out for a moment and had a ‘Bridezilla moment’ hours before the wedding, when I saw the clothing I had ironed (twice) for our son. It had been wadded up, wrinkled & liberally coated in dog hair. I’ll admit it. I lost my mind & snapped at my MIL when she told me she’d wipe the dog hair off & it’d be fine. I wasn’t mad about the hair, I was mad the kid hadn’t cared enough to take care of his wedding clothes. After apologizing profusely to my MIL, she managed to work magic & fix his clothes up.
Pretty much everything worked itself out but the music. I had so many ideas of what I hoped we’d hear at the reception. I spoke with the DJ’s wife (a friend of mine, the DJ is a friend of my Hubby’s) & we agreed about several love songs that weren’t too sappy. I did NOT, however, think to make sure her hubby understood what we wanted. DH said the guy knew what he was doing, so I let it go, except for requesting a specific song to walk down the aisle to. That part was perfect. Aside from that, he didn’t play anything remotely romantic that I heard, but I was busy running around, trying to make sure our guests were enjoying themselves.
Halfway into the reception, though, the DJ played “The Lap Dance is Always Sweeter When the Stripper is Crying”. The one song I HATE more than anything in the world. Are you freaking kidding me?!? Who the heck plays THAT at a wedding?!? Anyway, my Hubby heard it & put a quick stop to it before I caught on. Good man, my hubby. *wry grin* Once almost everyone had left, the DJ handed the controls back over to my Hubby, who proceeded to play good music for us girls to dance to while we were cleaning up. My feet were killing me & we were exhausted, but we enjoyed the chance to blow off some steam, dancing at the end of it all.
How about it, ladies? Any of you have ridiculous, or ‘laugh, because you don’t have time to cry’ moments from your weddings? Please share!