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My family and I are in NY this weekend at my niece's wedding, a lovely occasion during which my niece and her new husband never once appeared flustered. However, as I looked around at the reception and glimpsed my older son eating a piece of bloody roast beef with his bare hands (I wrested it from him before his grandmother could see), I was reminded that not every wedding goes so smoothly.
My own wedding ceremony suffered from the classic gridlock at the front of the bridal procession when our flower girl melted down and refused to walk down the aisle, much less scatter the rose petals. Apparently, that is a fairly common occurrence. Years later the same thing happened to my sister (different flower girl, even).
All the fuss and stress might lead one to wonder, is this really good for us? It's enough to make a bride bolt. To lighten the pressure I strongly suggest getting pre-married; Joe and I were. We were legally married in a quickie wedding chapel six months before our church/family wedding. It was actually a lovely occasion. Two friends came to be witnesses, that was all, and when we walked down that aisle an employee solemnly pushed a button on an old cassette tape recorder, filling the room with the strains of the Carpenters' "We've Only Just Begun... to Live..." Very sweet. Afterwards, they gave the happy couple the option of taking pictures with a plastic cake and an empty punch bowl.
However one gets married, I do believe that everyone should try it once!
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