We saved it for the first time we walked over our threshold as man and wife. Poor man almost threw his back out.
I always associated the practice with the “bride as property” or “kidnapped bride” ideas. It’s not really my style.
Nope. My wife specifically insisted that I not even try it. For one thing, she’s somewhat reubenesque, and was afraid that I’d hurt my back if I tried. For another, she apparently has always has been uncomfortable about being carried. No big deal to me, one way or the other.
We were sort of living together. We had separate rooms at the East West Center at the U of Hawaii but always stayed together in one of them, so I guess that counts. (Usually her room, as it was bigger, but we had to make do in mine if I was on call at night in that era before cellphones. I was housing staff and sometimes had to handle late-night emergencies.) But when we did get married here in Bangkok, I made it a point to carry her over the threshold, just for grins.
Lived together for about a year before marrying. I carried her over the threshold of our apartment. That was in 1981 (we’re still married).
Lived together for just over a year in a rental place whilst we house-hunted. Moved into “our” home about a month before the wedding.
Did the traditional carrying over the threshold thing on return from honeymoon - she’s only 5’ 3" and 8 stone 10 whilst I’m 6’ 1" and 15 stone so physically a breeze. Did not occur to either of us not to do so - but done in a light hearted way as a bit of a shared joke.
I carried my wife over the threshold - we didn’t live together full time beforehand, but were together on weekends. We rented our house about two months before the wedding, and I lived in it for a month, and then she lived in it for a month, which is just how our schedules worked out.
I carried my wife over the threshhold of the hotel room door on our wedding night. She shrieked “You’ll drop me!” but we made it through the door safely. No carrying into the house we already owned together the next day though. (we went home for a day before leaving on our honeymoon)
Yes. I carried her over the threshold the day after the wedding when we got back to the apartment which we’d cohabited for five years. Mostly it was a joke, but we did it.
–Cliffy
I carried the Old Wench over the threshhold of our first apartment, the first house we bought and again when we got home from our wedding 15+ years later. Don’t know why other than it seemed like a good idea at the time.
Hey, you can be sarcastic if you like, but it was a large combo, okay?
I got married last summer. I don’t think carrying anybody anywhere ever came up for discussion or even entered into anyone’s head. We would have found it kind silly and pointless. It doesn’t mean anything to anyone in our families.
The Druidess and I are cohabiting at the moment-wedding set for August 27. I haven’t carried her over any thresholds yet. However, being somewhat old school–I did the one knee thing to propose–on our wedding night, I intend to carry her over the threshold properly, in the traditional fashion.
No, because my husband was/is disabled and carrying me over anything would not have been possible.
I don’t like being picked up, and I don’t like the tradition. My husband knows this. Also, we’d been living together for almost 4 years when we got married. What would have been the point?
Hmmmm…compelling argument. Did you remember the wings?
Question: what the hell was the point of this tradition anyway? When/why did it start?
Although… Come to think of it, my buddy over-imbibed at his wedding reception last fall and his wife had to drag his drunken ass into their suite. Does that count?
Dragging her over the threshold by the hair is an ancient rite that I think should still be followed. I am not sure clunking her over the head with a club would be acceptable in this sissified society. Traditions should be respected.
I’m not entirely sure what jsgoddess would do to me if I tried to carry her over the threshhold, but I don’t think it would end well for me.
I did not do any such thing with my first wife. Neither I nor anyone I’ve been seriously involved with has been much for tradition.