Friends, I’ve had so much fun sharing fun wedding-themed stories over the past thirty days! Today I thought it would be fun to post a wedding story that a friend/reader sent my way. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did!
I guess the funniest wedding story I have is of my sister’s wedding. I was Matron of Honor, my oldest daughter a Jr. Bridesmaid, my youngest (she was 4) the flower girl, my husband a groomsman. Needless to say the Matron of Honor had more on her mind than the bride, that day! We get out there, I’m right ahead of my flower-girl daughter, anxious that she’ll balk and decide she just can’t do it (she was perfect – could start a business teaching flower girls how to measure space between flower petals). We all got up there, and my bro-in-law’s pastor (a priest) starts talking. Somewhere in his long missive, I realized that I did not have THE RING. I whispered it. My eyes got huge, I know. My bro-in-law said he saw my sister’s face and thought he’d left off an article of clothing, she looked so distressed. I slowly looked out into the congregation and caught the eye of my aunt (my former partner in church-music crime ), and simply mouthed the words “The Ring.” She didn’t blink, just mouthed back, “Where is it?,” to which I replied “dressing room.” She slipped out, got the ring, handed it to the last bridesmaid who palmed it up to me. You can imagine how relieved we were that the elderly Catholic pastor helping to conduct a wedding in a Baptist church was as long-winded as most Baptists . . . .
This story reminds me, once again, of FOOLS RUSH IN: the book I mentioned nearly thirty days ago. Sounds just like something that would’ve happened at one of Bella Rossi’s weddings! Lots of chaos this month, folks! Stayed tuned tomorrow for a wrap-up of the last thirty days and a glimpse ahead at next month’s offerings!