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The weather during the rehearsal for our outdoor wedding was 80 degrees and sunny. During the wedding itself it was 60 degrees and overcast. I felt bad for the poor bridesmaids in their sleeveless dresses. I couldn't find a sound operator, so I had to set up the audio system myself and ask the pianist to start the recessional music (the credits music from Stargate SG-1). Unfortunately, the CD player had gone into sleep mode, so the music didn't start until we were already all the way down the aisle. Plus it wasn't loud enough to be heard over the brisk wind. The beautiful floating candles on all the tables wouldn't stay lit thanks to the aforementioned wind. Worst of all, we were so exhausted by the end of it that we just went to sleep when we got to the hotel room!
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At my friends wedding reception, his mother stepped outside for a cigarette and got locked out. And it was raining, walked around the building, and finally got back in. She wasn't missed and she was pissed.
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My husband dropped my wedding band when he went to put it on my finger, luckily I had quick reflexes & it bounced once & I caught it.
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I forgot my bouquet. My husband and my mom's boyfriend at the time had to drive a half hour away to pick it up, so the wedding was a little over an hour late in getting started....oh well.
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Other than my wife's grandmother AND my Dad having a heart attack the week before AND her brother getting into a bar fight a few days before the wedding (not his fault) and showing up to the wedding with two black eyes and a broken nose, nothing much. My brothers left my Mom at the hotel and she got lost in Atlanta traffic (Freaknik weekend) driving to the church. I had to block a major intersection in order for her to make an illegal left turn into the church parking lot. My aunt gave my future mother-in-law 4 vicodan and she was so as stoned as a hippie at Woodstock. And to top it all off my wife's aunt went into a coma the morning of our wedding and we spent our honeymoon visiting her in the hospital 3 days before she died. Lots of stories and lots of love...
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We got married in January, the day after a heavy wet snow. We shoveled snow for hours that morning so that the guests would have a place to park. I really did a number on my back. I am probably the only woman who is reminded of her honeymoon when she smells Ben-Gay.
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