Hello, friends, Susannah here.
Have you checked the television listings lately? Do you know how many wedding shows there are? Neither do I, but here’s a partial list: Say Yes to the Dress. Wedding Cake Challenge. And my personal favorite, My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding. This last is a show about Travelers (Gypsy) culture in Ireland, and it is absolutely fascinating. And the movies: Four Weddings and a Funeral, The Wedding Date, The Wedding Singer. That list could go on and on and on.
This past weekend I attended my brother’s wedding. Now this wedding broke with tradition in a lot of ways. The couple did not have a large budget, so the nuptials and reception were a very small outdoor affair — just family and a few friends attended. The bride’s family, for many reasons, was not able to assist her with the preparations, so my mother, my sisters, and I stepped in to help. Mom hemmed the bride’s lovely, simple gown. Among the rest of us we prepared a dinner, attached balloons to the tent that our menfolk set up, arranged tables and chairs for the guests, and created a head table for the bride and groom.
When I found out there were no flowers, not even a bouquet for the bride, I thought, Not on my watch! Unacceptable! So I grabbed one sister and a pair of scissors and we denuded Mom’s flower garden. Some white phlox and Shasta daisies arranged in Mason jars tied with ribbons in various shades of blue, and we had some lovely table decorations. A dozen roses with baby’s breath from the supermarket were transformed into an arm bouquet by placing the stems in a wet paper towel inside a plastic sandwich bag, then covering the mess with a wrap of white ribbon. I think it came out pretty well, and the bride was delighted. After the ceremony, instead of a first dance, the newlyweds sang a first song to each other via Karaoke machine. You know something? That’s what they wanted, and it worked. Sorry you missed my three sisters and me singing our theme song, Tammy Wynette’s Stand By Your Man, with our new sister-in-law. Really. Ya shoulda been there. (And no, don’t ask. None of us can remember when or why that song became our standard. It just is. Here’s a hipper version, if you need it.)
Why are we fascinated by weddings? Same reason we read romance novels. I think it’s because a wedding is so full of love, hope, and promise — the first day of a Happily Ever After that we get to relive with every new bride and groom.
Tell us your favorite wedding anecdote — if you don’t have one of your own, then appropriate somebody else’s. We Scribes love Love!