We had some challenges getting to the wedding. Two weeks before we were to be married I received a call from the church saying that the ceiling had started to give way and we weren't going to be able to have our wedding there. So we had to scramble to find another location and notify all of our guests of the change.
My mother-in-law and I were having it out over my sister-in-law. She was singing in the wedding, so I didn't have her as a bridesmaid. My mother-in-law wanted her to walk down the aisle no matter what and I simply refused. She was singing and that to me was more important than any walk down the aisle. My wedding coordinator (thank God for her!) had to confront my mother-in-law on the wedding day to clear up that my sister-in-law would be up front to sing and that she wasn't making a grand entrance down the aisle!
The actual ceremony was beautiful and went off without a hitch. Then we came to the reception. We had just finished eating when a big storm blew up and knocked out all the power. The DJ had no way to play music, there was no air conditioning in July and no lights in a building with no windows. My husband had to leave his own reception to return with a generator and a stereo system as the DJ wouldn't hook his equipment to a generator. So we now had music, but no lights and no air. Tons of people left early! When it came time to throw my bouquet I threw it high and hard. It landed directly in the punch bowl. I definitely wasn't laughing by this time!
The power came back on right as we were leaving for our honeymoon. As we were driving south for our honeymoon trip it started pooring rain and when we approached a bridge our car suddenly lost all power. My husband steered us into the only available place after the bridge which was a liquor store. He locked me in the car and started to walk for help when he saw a truck of drunk men pull into the store and decided to come back for me. We were able to coast the car down a hill into a motel where we found a police officer. The police officer only had one hand and a hook on the other. I AM NOT KIDDING! I started crying and saying that I was going to call my mom to come and get me! This was not what I had imagined. A tow truck came to our rescue. The guys towed us to their 24 hour shop and took a part off of their boss' car to be able to fix ours and get us on our way. These two tow truck/mechanics were our angels that night! You should have seen me, in tears, wearing a white outfit, hair all done up and sitting in a greasy shop at 1:00 a.m. in the morning! After our two guardian angels sent us on our way we had a fabulous honeymoon.
We always say that perhaps a bad wedding means a good marriage!