We all know I’m not a
fan of weddings but sometimes one comes along that despite my best effort I can’t
get out of. My step dad’s, brother’s son’s wedding was one of those events that
I just couldn’t get out of. And God knows I tried.
As you can tell by
what I called him, we’re not close; actually I hadn’t seen the groom in at
least 5 years. I don’t really enjoy the company of my step dad’s family or even
my step dad for that matter but to keep the peace I agreed to go.
My first problem with
the wedding was that date, July 7th. Call me strange but getting
married of the 7th anniversary of the London bombing just doesn’t
seem romantic to me. But each to their own I guess.
The wedding itself
was alright and fairly painless. The bride (who I’ve never met) looked pretty.
I was just impressed by the fact she wore flats, clever girl. I stuck around just
long enough to congratulate the bride and groom and to watch a few of the
photos being taken, then made my getaway just before it started to rain.
The day didn’t go off
without a hitch though, about 10 minutes after I arrived 999 was called. The
groom’s grandfather took a funny turn. I understand that it can be frightening
but wow they suck in a crisis. They just stood there in front of him screaming
and crying.
I’ve been in situations
where my mom’s been ill and been taken away in an ambulance, but I’ve always
managed to keep my shit together till after she was on route to the hospital. Getting upset like that just stresses the sick
person out and makes things worse. If you can’t get a grip, walk away that’s just
common sense.
Before you start
thinking I’m a heartless bitch the guy is fine. The room was hot and he hadn’t
eaten or drank all day. I just think he didn’t want to be there either and his
plan to get out of it was better than mine.
People wonder why I
hate weddings, it’s because it’s never about the bride and groom. It’s about
who got drunk, who got sick, who did something stupid that will always be
remember more than the I do’s.
So that’s my reason
for hating weddings, what wedding stories do you guys have? And do you love
them or hate them? Let me know in the comment box below. As always my dears stay
safe.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxoxo
There is one part of a wedding that I love and it doesn't happen very often. It is when the groom actually has tears in his eyes as he watches his soon to be bride walk up the aisle towards him.
ReplyDeleteHow could you not get out of a wedding where you have to go through THREE relations to explain how you know the bride/groom? I'm not even inviting immediate family members to my wedding.
ReplyDeleteYou should have set off firecrackers during the ceremony as a reminder of the bombings...
I like the part where both accept each other for who they are and for their whole life. That is the moment that I like the most from all other.
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