Jennasis
DIS life goes on
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minkydog said:Is that you, Honey Boo-Boo?
hehe...it was surreal!
minkydog said:Is that you, Honey Boo-Boo?
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She was nothing if not consistent!My mother hated my husband from the moment we started dating and was quite open about it. Because of her feelings, she wasn't involved at all with the wedding planning and on the day of our wedding, she approached my brother inlaw who was the best man and told him that I asked her to bring me my wedding band because I needed to check something. She told him that I would be carrying it down the aisle myself and give to my husband. Needless to say, she kept my wedding band, so when I got down the aisle and faced my husband, he whispered, "where's your ring?". I thought he was kidding me and got really irritated, meanwhile the pastor was very confused that we were whispering back and forth. When it came time to do the rings, my brother inlaw slipped his own wedding band off and that is what my husband had to put on my finger!
After the ceremony, she acted like my bil had made the whole thing up and I had to really get into for my wedding band. The funny part was that she wore an old, ratty dress with no makeup to the wedding also. Sadly, for the rest of her life she never made peace with the fact that I married someone she hated, and ironically, when she was on at-home hospice, my husband was the one that had to help me bathe her and change her diapers, which he did lovingly and willingly. But she still didn't budge, even up to the last minute... she even told my sister that he deserved to have to clean her behindShe was nothing if not consistent!


This one is very tragic. My cousin was getting married to his daughter's mom. Their relationship was already rocky b/c on valentines weekend she found out he had a son born on thanksgiving. She still decided to marry him even though she was warned ahead of time by me & others in the family. He was just going along b/c she threatned to take his daughter he would never see her again. Anyway she made the decision to not invite non of his family she barely invited his mom. I was babysitting his daughter the day b4 the supposed wedding she never said a word about it when i saw her. That same night my cousin was murdered visiting his friend. He walked in on a home invasion robbery him & 2 others were shot & killed. So he ended up being buried in the suit he was supposed to be married in & the limo from the wedding was used at his funeral.
She didn't get to our area until like two days before the wedding to "make adjustments." It appeared to us that as she made the dresses she decided that we couldn't be built like our measurements suggested and she improvised. (She had never met any of us.) My dress fit fine in the body but she must of thought I had exaggerated my bust measurements because it was about four sizes too small in the top. Another bridesmaid had the exact opposite problem. She was a larger girl and MIL made her dress several sizes too big in the top. While hers was sort of fixable, we stuffed it full of tissue
, you couldn't make something out of nothing so I got to be in my sister's wedding in a dress that was more appropriate for a formal stripper!
I held my flowers high and hoped I didn't flash anyone. My daughter was almost 2 at the time and MIL made her flower girl dress the same size as the other flower girls. The problem with that was that the fg was 4. Poor dd tripped all over the place. The most ironic part of the whole thing was she charged my Mom full price for these disasters that didn't even resemble the pattern and then never payed for her part of anything else.mamacatnv said:My Brother's wedding was scheduled for 6:00pm on a Saturday, I was in the hospital having DD who was 3 weeks early and devastated I could not attend (he lived 5 hours away).
Two weeks later, my mother calls and wants to know how my Brother is doing.
I responded with, "they would have just gotten back from the honeymoon, I haven't talked to them"
There was dead silence
Finally Mother says "you didn't know?"
Me: "Know what"
Mother: "your brother did not get married, he called it off at 5:30 pm"
6 years later, he married a wonderful woman. Myself and family were in attendance.
Jaya said:This story is about a wedding that didn't happen and a wedding that did. I was 18 (yeah, we were stupid back then) and three weeks away from my Labor Day weekend wedding when my fiancé came over to tell me he just couldn't go through with it right now. Couldn't give me a good explanation, just that he "couldn't go through with it 'right now'" but wanted to elope. Words were exchanged....I refused to elope....the situation got ugly.....I gave the ring back (well, ok, actually I threw the ring at him). Then spent the next 2 1/2 weeks undoing the wedding (calling people, cancelling cake, flowers, church, etc.). Come the weekend of the cancelled wedding, I couldn't stand the idea of being in town, so took off to spend the weekend with my maid of honor, my college roommate, who lived a couple of hours away. I drove home Tuesday morning just in time to get a call from my maid of honor, who had just got a call from the best man. He called her and asked "why the heck did they go ahead and get married this weekend without us?" She said "who got married? Jaya was here with me all weekend." He answered, "Well, ______ came in to work this morning and told everybody he had gotten married this weekend after all and we all assumed that it was to Jaya, so we all gave him the presents we were hanging on to." To make a long sad story into a short sad story, it turned out that he had had a little dalliance while I was on vacation in early June and there was a little bundle of joy on the way and a future grandpa with a shotgun determined to have his future grandchild born legitimate. Actually, I have to thank the SOB for doing me the biggest favor anyone has ever done for me. Three years later I married the RIGHT guy and had 37 years of a good marriage until death did us part.
Before DH and I got married we had to do an 8 week course with our minister, so he knew us. During the ceremony the minister says our names, well my name and the wrong name for my DH! I try to contain my laughter and just when I think I have it under control the minister says the wrong name again! And you know how when you are trying really hard not to laugh and you just laugh harder? Yeah, that was me, the bride! I had tears running down my face from laughter! DH had a friend do a reading and when he came up to the microphone he really emphasized DH's real name, but then after the minister decided his friend must be wrong and emphasized the wrong name! It was absolutely hysterical! DH did say his actual name when it came time and the minister was really embarrassed, but it sure made it memorable!
Wow most of these stories read like a movie treatment.Some funny stuff. I really don't get how someone is about to marry someone and oh BTW I have a teenage son, who doesn't tell their wife that? Although I've known other people who actually kept the fact from their bride that they had multiple other kids they did not know about.
