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Worst part of your wedding?
Did anything bad happen at your wedding, or anything you did that you now wish you hadn't?
Apart from our ugly flowers, our wedding went smoothly. With one major exception. Here's the full story:
The day before, during the rehearsal, my brother was late. He had a 12 hour drive from Ohio. We were all in the chapel and the minister was showing the readers (our siblings) what to do when. The last thing he said to Matt's sisters was "Bring your readings with you! And tell Veikko (my brother) to bring his". In all the excitement the next day, they forgot to tell him. You know what's coming now, eh?
At the ceremony, Veikko's reading immediately followed the passing of the peace. Everyone was milling around the church greeting each other, and he walked up to the place at the altar where he was supposed to read, looked around and then said, "where's the reading?". And I said to him, "You don't have it with you? You were supposed to bring it.". His voice broke in a panic and he said, "I thought it would be here for me when I got up to read". The look of utter dread and fear that overtook him was the worst part of anything I had to deal with that day. He looked like he wanted to die. He was so utterly horrified. The minister jumped up immediately and said, "OK don't worry. I'll grab my bible". He ran to the back, and my brother was still standing there stunned. Everyone in the church was still passing the peace and gabbing, but my brother had lost all the blood in his face. The minister came back with the bible and said, "what passage do you want?" (now, I am nowhere near Christian, so this was a tricky thing to ask of me). I suddenly remembered that my MIL had wanted that Corinthians passage read. You know the one, "love is blah blah love is flippidy do".... So I said, "how about that Corinthian's passage?" He flipped to it, handed it to my brother, and just at that moment, everyone had finished passing the peace. My brother read it quickly with a shaky voice, closed the book shut and slinked away. Only a handful of people even realised that he hadn't read the Bob Dylan reading (as was written in the programmes). God, I just felt so awful for my brother. He was so nervous about reading, and I had no idea, and then this happened.
At the reception, thanked him for the reading, told him not to worry, and have a beer. I hugged him and told him how much it meant to me that he read something at my wedding day. It wouldn't matter if it had been the ingredients list on an oreo cookie box. (though that would have probably compelled slightly more passion on his part).
Until the day I die I will never forget the look on his face, though. I have never seen him so upset. It will haunt me.
What happened to you?
Re: Worst part of your wedding?
Nothing major happened at ours. We did have a bit of an issue with the guy who was going to run our sound for the ceremony was late, but one of DH's fraternity brothers stepped in and covered for him and then our bartender got lost on the way to the reception and was also late, but luckily the same fraternity brother knew how to bar tend and we had a laminated copy of how to make our signature drinks ready.
We prevented a lot of catastrophes by being extremely prepared (which I think is necessary, especially when you are having a backyard wedding) and having a lot of great people around you who care and are willing to pitch it if needed. We also were extremely laid back and had hired a day-of coordinator.
My BFF had a bit of an issue with her father-in-law getting a bit drunk and belligerent at her wedding. After she and her new husband had left in there limo and everyone was helping clean up (except her husband's family), my mother and I went to leave with our car loaded up with a bunch of other wedding supplies and leftover food that we were to drop off for the newlyweds (the food, not the supplies). We couldn't get out because her FIL had parked his big pickup truck in the middle of the only exit from the park. He kept shouting that he wasn't moving until he got his beer. My mom and I thought that maybe they were waiting to load up the massive amount of leftover beer in the back of his truck, but no he just wanted someone to bring him a couple of cans of Budweiser (blech!). Finally my dad (who was still helping clean/load up) realized we were still stuck there and he went and got in the cab to move the truck himself and the FIL freaked, but finally his daughter (my BFF's sister in law) moved the truck. Everything about her wedding was lovely, but her husband's family is really redneck and less than lovely to be around.
My grandmother passed in 2000. My grandfather remarried and eventually passed in 2009.
My Grandpa's wife pulled my mom and her sisters out of our reception to present them with some handmade gifts. Imagine an old British lady saying "I know I really should wait to do this, but since I have you all together..."
My mom missed us toasting each other and all of our guests. She also missed our first dance.
I didn't know what had happened until after the fact, but I'm glad the Betty is back on the other side of the pond.
My flowers were all wrong and my cake was baby blue instead of purple. Those were pretty much my worst parts. It frustrates the crap out of me that these vendors can do a crappy job and the most I can do is give them a bad review.
It's also the worst part of my wedding every time I look through our wedding pictures to find one of us smiling and realize the photographer took WAY too many serious shots and none of us just laughing and having a good time that day (which we did!)
We need to start our own shitty flowers support group. But actually, Matt and I are planning on suing our florist--probably over thanksgiving. It's not easy since we're in Canada, but we've already got the BBB up their a$$es
Our florist was about a 45 minute drive from us while we were planning our wedding. They JUST (like last week) opened a shop literally blocks from our house. We haven't told them how disappointed we were yet, but I think we may be walking up there soon.
for the most part everything went smoothly and beautifully. there were a few snags!
1. my MOH and "best friend" who had previously lied about buying her dress, then lied about them not having her size, who refused to go to the bridal shower (my sister was also my MOH, thank GOD) and caused soo much drama a month before - to the point where it was decided she wouldnt be in the wedding...well she SHOWED UP!!! in the bridesmaid dress...after not going to the rehearsal, not the dinner, not participating in ANYTHING - and after our falling out...she had the nerve to show up. she was pretty much off her rocker if she thought showing up on the day was going to help our crap friendship. thanks again to my sister for "politely" asking her to go.
2. it rained on the day - which is fine! i wanted rain actually, but the little house we rented for the reception & dancing was SOO hot, and the security guards made us close the windows & doors if we wanted to have music! so many of our pictures my hus & i are sweating like crazy. gross!
We were pretty lucky and not much went wrong, but one thing that really angered me sticks out...
We have a friend who is notorious for breaking up with guys and then continuing to hang out and sleep with them. She had broken up with her bf who had become a friend of ours as well. We knew that they were still "spending time together", so Chris asked her if they wanted to sit together (at the same table) or apart at the dinner. She said together was fine.
The week of the wedding, he emailed and asked if they could please be separated because they'd had a huge fight. I was SO mad, and so wanted to tell them both to grow the eff up and stop sleeping with their exes. Luckily, we had another friend who was attending solo, so we asked them to please trade spots, even though the seating chart wouldn't be changed.
And, to make me even more angry, they made up and were back to sleeping together soon after the wedding.
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TTC Since January 2011 - We have bad spermI think the only thing that went wrong was my cake....the lady was late to get it there to us and then once she set it up...it fell apart and it was dry as hell. but the country club was great about it they took the layer that was an eye sore and cut it up (what could be saved) before everyone could see it.
After we got back from our honeymoon I talked with her and she told me How sorry she was she had a bad few days so on and so forth...like she wanted me to tell her "oh its okay" but i didn't I told her how disappointed i was in it, and her work and how it I can't get that day back to fix that cake and the photos of it i have to live with it forever in my wedding album. So she sent me my money back for it which made it a little better.
We had two minor snafus, one which upset me, and one which upset DH.
DH's tale of woe: the caterers thought our wedding coordinator left for the evening after the event was over and THREW OUT ALL THE EXTRA CAKE. DH was heartbroken. I tried explaining to him that we only had one day at home before we were leaving for 16 days in Thailand, but he was so upset. He really wanted to have his cake and eat it too.
My tale of woe: our caterers (seeing a pattern here?) didn't give me a champagne glass for the toast. All around us, everyone had champagne. Bride and groom? No champagne. The best man went to hand me his glass, thought I had it, but I hadn't closed my fingers around the stem, it falls and shatters. No big deal, a minor irritation, but the frickin DJ brings it up *3 more times* during the rest of the evening. THAT annoyed the crap out of me.
All in all, no big issues.
I had planned for our get away car to pick us up and I made it too late. So by the time he got there the only people that were left was MIL, FIL, SIL, and two grromsman, and us. I was so mad at myself for having them booked at 11pm. So about 10:30 for the people still left I just started to hand out of Favors(Beach Balls) that I planned ot have everyone throw when we left. So we never got any send-off, I'm still mad at myself and It still upsets me to think about it.
Also one of my bridesmaids ask if she could leave she didn't really know anyone else there since her Husband or her guest couldn't make it. So I said that's fine I understand. But then one of my other bridesmaids came up to me and said "Is it true we can really leave?" I was so mad and hurt by that. It was just the way it was said that made me mad. So those are my two things.
:-( sorry - that's awful. I'd be upset, too.
Yeah, that's really hurtful
The bad things that happened....
The worst was we overslept for a morning wedding which put us behind schedule. So I was rushed getting hair done, dressed and pictures before the wedding.
(Minor issue) I could not hear the music to walk down the aisle. So my cousin went over near the boombox to wave me to go at the right time.
After the reception we could not find the truck keys to leave. Most everyone had left the reception already. We never really planned a sendoff. We had to borrow some keys to leave. We planned to return to the restaurant (run by DH uncle) that night for dinner and hear the band again. As we got to uncles house for a short break before dinner, DH reminded me I was the last one to drive the truck to go get my hair done. So we found the keys in my jeans pocket. He still teases me about not keeping up with keys.