Well, as I mentioned last week, by the end of this week, **PB **will make me the happiest person on earth by making an honest woman of me 
So, tell me your wedding stories, your own wedding, weddings you’ve attended, crazy wedding stuff you’ve heard. Funny stories, poignant stories, whatever floats your boat.
Hope everyone has a great week!
The first time I married my double ex-husband we eloped. At the time we were living in the village, and by the time we got to Kodiak, bought the rings, had a couple of shots at the bar and arrived at the courthouse there was a huge freaking horde of people who had heard and wanted to attend. I was spazzed out about getting married and I refused to allow anyone in except our two witnesses.
Our second wedding ceremony was lovely, and I had wonderful guests and it was a marvelous time.
I hope you have a beautiful wedding ceremony, that you share it with those you love, and that you will continue to love each other, to grow old together, and to be blessed by each other.
You had a double ex husband too?
Plus also thanks so much HUG
I suppose that, technically, I still have a double ex-husband, lol!
You are so very welcome, and I mean it with all my heart. I am in no way looking to repeat the experience, but then again, I am still licking my wounds. I do still believe in love, and I hope love has your name all over this one babe! 
What good timing. I just checked my FB page, and a sorta-friend of mine just got married! Hell, I didn’t even know he was engaged. We were friends as kids, kept in touch as adults but talk to each other rarely - just shoot the shit if we happen to run into each other at Costco or wherever. Now, he’s hitched. Funny. He’s definetly not the marryin’ kind… weird. Anyway, he eloped to Vegas, so that’s why (I guess) I didn’t get in invitation.
I hope and wish all the best for you!
Oh, and who’s the lucky guy (PB)? Is this another Doper wedding?
Believe it or not, I’ve never been to a wedding. Not even as a wee kiddy, so far as anyone knows- there was a big age gap in the family, and few of my friends have married. (Darn hippies!)
I’ve been invited to two, but was 12,000 miles away on one occasion (how to escape being a bridesmaid!), and had my very first booked type performance taking place at the same time as the other.
I did go to a surreal fake one once though, which was fabulous- two travelling circus performers, one English, one Australian, couldn’t get all their friends in any one place, so just had repeat weddings everywhere they went for the next year. I think I attended #3.
They gave out roles to the people there beforehand, so someone was pretending to be the father of the bride (who was actually several years younger than her, but put on a very convincing show), others were varied relatives and officials, and they even designated a venegeful gay ex. I was roped in to help the designated florist, and made bee-utiful bouquets of origami flowers for people.
This was taking place at a festival, where two genuine weddings were taking place the same day- a lot of random people were coming in and getting very, very confused, as they’d somehow got hold of a genuine blank marriage certificate, and some people were faking it in a very serious manner, but much fun and silliness was had by all!
I hope your day is equally fabulous, but you’ll probably want it to be a bit less silly Janis!
Anyone remember the Paul Simon song, I Do It For Your Love? That reminds me of my first wedding.
My wedding to my third and last husband was perfect. We married at the Belligo in LV. Out reception was in our top floor suite. Of course, the maid coming and insisting she needed to clean in the middle was a bit distracting.
I think next year we’re going to renew our vows probably in the same place. That will be 13 years.
Congratulations, Janis!
That’s all for now, I has a blurf.
What BooFae said…
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 23 Amurrkin out! :eek: That’s cold for these parts! Today’s high shall be in the low 50’s. Overnight the low will be around 35 with rain comin’ in and a high of 61 for tomorrow with rain. ICK!
Pearl as I’ve said before I believe I should say best wishes to you. May your day of wedlock be a loverly one. I once attended a weddin’ where the bride and groom picked music they liked without really thinkin’ about it apparently. For instance, when the mother’s were bein’ escorted in the organist played “Send In The Clowns.” I was sittin’ next to a college friend and we would not even look at each other cause we woulda lost it right then and there. That was the same weddin’ where at the reception the mother of the groom told me the last time she was this hot she was givin’ birth to her youngest son. That was a bit of TMI I did not need to know.
Ok, I need more caffiene and some brekkie. Then, purtification must commence for the first day of the new irk gig. Wish me luck!
Happy Monday Y’all!
Most of you have probably been subjected to this repeatedly, but the OP asked, so…
Picture it - Sicily, 1983. No, really, I was in Sicily in the summer of '83. I was still in the Navy and had reported to my squadron in Jacksonville in Feb, and in April, we deployed to Sicily, so I didn’t have a chance to get to know Jacksonville. However, I knew the base marina offered sailing lessons, so I decided that when I returned, I’d sign up.
We got back to the states in Oct, just in time for a class that started on Halloween night. Yay! There were 2 weeks of classes at night, and on Nov 12, a Saturday, we had our first day on the water. I was fortunate to be in the boat with our instructor and two of the less annoying classmates, while another guy was pressed into service to take the other 3 students. Fast forward - the instructor asked me out for that night. We grabbed something to eat and saw The Big Chill. The next day, we went to Jacksonville Beach to walk around. The next day, I fixed dinner for him and he told me he’d marry me - not asked, told.
Dec 9, 4 weeks after our first date, we eloped during lunch, saying our vows in front of a notary in an accounting office in Green Cove Springs. Total strangers signed as our witnesses. We had a quick drive-thru lunch from McD’s because a kid who worked for me was being court-martialled that afternoon and I had to be there. Very romantic, no?
The next day, we went to see his folks, who lived there in Jax. He started the conversation by saying “Guess what we did yesterday!!” If you do the math, you’ll already know that this past December marked 28 years. And if he continues to behave himself, we’ll live happily ever after.
It’s very cold here - in the teens. brrrrrrrrrr My sweetie is on his way to his Dr for a checkup, after which he’ll get xrays to take to his surgeon tomorrow. I just started a fire to keep it from cooling down too much in here. I’m all showered, but I need to get out of the fuzzy robe and into real clothes before too long. Apart from cleaning the kitchen and bringing in some firewood, I have no plans for today. I’ll figure it out as I go along.
Happy Monday! Think warm thoughts!
Good Morning everyone, I think I am getting the hang of this.
Love all the wedding stories. Coming off two fumbles myself, not sure if I’ll roll the dice again. But happy stories make me happy.
Can’t say I have real memorable wedding stories. The first was a terribly overdone affair where her parents ripped off my parents on a bar bill, and the second was a nice courthouse affair with family and a great dinner after which unfortunately provided her with ‘it wasn’t good enough’ fodder for arguments for the next two years.
Cold in Annapolis. The old home I’m in is probably over 100 years old, I would have to look it up. Terribly drafty, and the pipes might freeze, so I slept to the sounds of water trickling in the kitchen. My friend who owns this place lives right next door with his wife, he was away yesterday and called me to ask if I could help her - the heat wasn’t working in their house. I gladly pitched in an had my first experience with radiator heat (their house is just as old.) Looks like a bad backflow valve is slowly bleeding out the water.
Gotta get dressed & get packed - going back to Charlottesville, VA for the week for the second half of the trial.
Good Morning all!
Swampy, you crack me up!
Welcome back, Tugig! I just typed ‘Tugug’ oops, guess my fingers aren’t awake yet.
Wedding stories? Hmmm… Most of you have heard this, but it’s still funny… How about my failed engagement story which while devastating at the time certainly sounds like the punchline to a joke now. I was engaged for a short time to the most compelling of men. (I’ve just realized that even I have forgotten most of the details by now.) Anyways, he eventually decided that instead of getting married that he would rather become a Buddhist Monk. 
(Which, I gather he never did either.)
How about a wedding catering story? Our first real job ever was in 1997. We were catering a wedding in what used to be an old movie theatre. As a result, there really wasn’t a kitchen. Also, the food was being set up right outside the doors of the sanctuary so we had to tiptoe very quietly while the ceremony was being performed. Since there was no kitchen, we had prepared the food at an offsite commercial kitchen and brought it all with us. This was an appetizers only event and we had 6 of them. Except for the Spinach Quiche which we forgot at the other kitchen! Fortunately for us, our good friend and mentor had a key to the other kitchen and saved the day by delivering the quiche to us.
Then there was our first wedding cake, also in 1997 or so. It was a ridiculously humid summer and the flowers that we made to decorate the cake never did set. In addition, when my partner brought a tray of them that she had made at home through the kitchen door, she tripped and the whole tray fell on the floor. And then when we delivered the cake we had a dandy time setting it up. On the bottom layer, the cake was so moist and the icing was so thick that the back of the cake caved outward under pressure. Fortunately, we found a way to disguise it unless you were standing right on top of it looking. Then, by the time we did all that I was in a hurry to cut the dowel rods for the top layer and I happened to cut one of them maybe 1/4-1/8 inch short so the top leaned just a tiny, tiny bit. At some point during the reception, the sister of the bride (in high dramatic fashion) came running back to me proclaiming “the top of the cake is going to slide off onto the floor!!!” While it was crooked and a crappy looking cake, it wasn’t going to topple. This cake was for a friend and we obviously never charged her for it. The really funny part, though, is that years later when we ran into the same friend she told us how many compliments that she got on her wedding cake and wanted to know if it was ok to give our names to other people that might be interested in using us.
We/I’ve gotten better since then.
Speaking of, I’ve got to get to work!
Have a great Monday!
Congrats, janis_and_c0. Wedding stories? Hmmm… I know my M-I-L freaked when we choose mid January for a Colorado Springs Broadmoor wedding fearing the storm of the century would surely descend but it was crystal clear and beautiful. What was kinda amusing was the number of guests from my wife’s side and mine that hooked up and started dating after meeting there. I guess both we and all our friends were quite compatible.
It was maybe our coldest weekend of the year but I still got a bunch of landscape modification fone this weekend, put up some new fence, transplanted some shrubs, put in some new tress for screening, etc. Man, large shrubs and trees are 'spensive. What with the warm winter overall no nurserys had their usual mid-Winter sale.
When Oldest Sister got married, she shot me and Older Sister’s Best Friend a Look of Death as she was walking down the aisle. Admittedly, we were snickering a bit at something, I don’t remember what.
When Older Sister got married, her new husband’s best friends picked him up and threw him in a lake–in his wedding clothes. Older Sister had already changed. She knew something was up.
I have yet to be married. Was engaged once. That didn’t work out.
Today is Culinary Boy’s birthday. We’re going to Free Chinese Birthday Buffet in a little bit and then there will be hiking. I already got his present–a Chicago Cubs mug. Officially licensed merchandise, even!
::throws handful of rice (or PC bird seed) at pearl::
I wish you both all the happiness in the world.
In other news, blurf.
I forgot to ask: Pearl, are we going to be without you for an appropriate honeymoon period? I don’t recall you mentioning a trip…
My indescribably perfect and gorgeous daughter married the man of her dreams this past October. The weather was perfect, every single little thing went off without the slightest hitch and it was the most incredible day of my life.
YAY! Happy Wedding Stories! Happy Pearl!
I’ll tell you one of mine after school. 
zooms off to kitchen for coffee…