We're Going to the Chapel

I love weddings!!
I want to get married all over again just so I can have an excuse to buy a pretty dress, eat yummy cake, wear flowers in my hair, and dance the night away. Once isn't enough and since my 10 year anniversary is in 6 months I think its my duty to try and convince my husband that he feels the same way. Ha! Yeah, like that would happen

The kids and I went to a wedding last weekend, and as usual, something unexpected and funny happened. The newly appointed pastor kept referring to the groom as "Scott" and his name is Carl. Finally when instructed to repeat the vow, " I Scott, take you Jenna..." the groom corrected him in a restrained cry, " I CARL take you Jenna.." There were snickers throughout the sanctuary. And then when it was Jenna's turn to declare her love she paused, looked out to all of us seated in our assigned rows and laughed a little, then began to cry and declared, " I cant do this!" Everyone was silent for a minute, not sure what would happen next when the red faced pastor blurted out, more severely than I'm sure he intended to, " I Jenna..!" and as if snapping out of a trance, she dutifully repeated the lines and everyone began to cry along with the overwhelmed bride. It was glorious!

Afterward, as everyone was leaving the church we were handed a small bottle of bubbles to blow at the newly married couple. Everyone was handed bubbles -including my children. Can you guess what happened next? Imagine an overexcited 8 year old with a bottle of open bubble water, a flower girl with a dress as gorgeous and long as the brides and no one, including me paying any attention whatsoever to these cute little people. It was so hectic that I didn't see what happened, but Noah's tone and statement said it all. "I didn't mean to spill it all down the flower girl's dress", he quietly pleaded for my understanding. Yep, I love weddings, there something for everyone to enjoy; whether it's a slip of the tongue during a sacred ceremony, the drama of an overwhelmed bride, or the mishaps that occur when parents aren't watching their kids ( my mom of the year award slipping through my tightened grasp!). Who says they don't prepare us for marriage? Maybe I should skip the ceremony again, and just buy a pretty dress and wear it around the house dancing to music as I do dishes. Kam would go for that!