For the most part, our wedding day was incredibly happy. I will forever cherish the memories of me walking down the aisle with my parents at my side to see my wonderful husband. The photos of us with our wedding party will always make me smile. And I will definitely never forget my dad wearing his tie around his head for most of our reception.
However, there were several things that went wrong on our wedding day that weren't things that I could just forget. I had thought about just leaving it alone and not blogging about this stuff, but this is my wedding blog and it wouldn't be honest to just leave out my true feelings.
Our wedding ceremony was scheduled to start at 4:00pm. All family members were supposed to arrive by 2:00pm for photos. So, imagine my surprise when 2:30 arrived and part of Philip's family still hadn't arrived. And then 3:00. And then 3:30. Still not there.
Philip continued to try to get a hold of his mom. Finally he texted her and told her that if she didn't arrive immediately, she just wouldn't have any family portraits. Philip was embarrassed and apologizing to me that his own mother couldn't show up on time to take photos. I was getting pissed.
Philip's mom was actually in the last group of people to arrive at our ceremony. Almost two hours late. By the time she arrived we only had a few minutes to go until the ceremony started. I was fuming so I went to finalize some things with Jon (our celebrant) while Philip explained to his mom and step-dad when they'd be walking down the aisle.
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| Here I am talking to Jon right before the ceremony started. |
After the ceremony, I was on cloud nine. So we got pictures with Philip's mom and stepdad at the reception site. When we got back to the tent, Philip's grandfather started in on us about cutting the cake. He said that people wanted to leave so we needed to cut the cake.
I spent months planning out our wedding day. There was a schedule to it. We had an ipod reception, so the music was timed based on the schedule I'd created. So, I wanted to just tell him to tell people to leave then. I mean, WTF? If you want to leave an hour into the reception, why is that my problem? But, I took a few deep breaths, found the right song on the ipod, and we cut the cake -- smiles and all.
After dinner, when we were trying to dance, Philip's family started breaking down the tables. Mind you, the reception is still going on. Our friends and family started leaving because they thought they were being rushed out. We live on the other side of the country from all of the people at our wedding. We see them very little. So the fact that our reception was cut short really upset me.
After most of our guests left, Philip and I just gave up, went inside to change, and came out to help take down the decorations.
Did we have a good time? Yes. The amazing thing is that through most of this, I was fine. I was so happy about life that I just let it all slide. It was only as we were cleaning up that I started to get angry. And then the next day I was really irritated. It's now been over 4 months, and I am still irritated by it.
We spent so much time, energy, and money on that one day. It was supposed to be one of the best days of our life. Well, it fell flat. Don't get me wrong. I was totally happy that day. I just can't look back on our wedding day without thinking about all the crap that went wrong. I'm just glad that it's over and now I get to enjoy the rest of my life with my wonderful husband.
I guess my advice for all brides is just to try to let everything slide on your wedding day. Just enjoy it while you can. You've got plenty of time afterwards to think about all those irritating things that went wrong! ;) Kidding!
