We just attended a delightful wedding yesterday. The kind in a big spanish style church with massive painted wood rafters. Elegant yet simple. Good people and talk. Fuel for happy memories.
Have you ever been to an awful wedding? If you have you know what I’m talking about. Oh my. It’s times like these I wish I wrote with a pseudonym.
Sort of like a pseudonym, I had a college professor (actually I never took his class, but I nevertheless was influenced by him) named William Eastman who apparently traded places with another person for an entire year (previous to teaching, of course). Jobs, cars, drivers licenses, apartments, clothes, everything. I remember something about him not recommending it.
Tibbie // Dec 13, 2004 at 1:46 pm
Worst weddings – how about the wedding in which the grooms cake was a pile of “Ding Dongs” still in their silver wrapping. Or the wedding in which the bride walked down the aisle to the “Aggie War Hymn”. Or the worst wedding faux pas when the reader read by mistake the passage in John 4 (about the adulterous woman at the well, “Woman, you’ve had five husbands, and the one you are with is not your own!”) instead of I John (the love passage). Or to be fair, the wedding I was in that I caught my veil on fire moments before the bride walked out. Hmmm, now that I’m on this roll, it seems to me that the weddings that have a uniqueness whether by questionable taste, mistakes, or accidents are far more memorable (and enjoyable) than the flawless affairs that most brides strive for during that stressful season of wedding planning. And after all, the end result is always the same, two people who love each other get to become husband and wife!