Post by icedcoffee on Jan 25, 2023 13:16:32 GMT -5
cville, I kind of get that. I looked horrible at my sister's wedding. I was starting another IVF cycle and my aunt congratulated me on being pregnant. I was not pregnant...just fat and bloated. I can't look at pics from then. It brings up so much hurt. It really sucks that it was such a festive occasion though because I was very happy for my sister. But I was also very sad for me.
cville, I kind of get that. I looked horrible at my sister's wedding. I was starting another IVF cycle and my aunt congratulated me on being pregnant. I was not pregnant...just fat and bloated. I can't look at pics from then. It brings up so much hurt. It really sucks that it was such a festive occasion though because I was very happy for my sister. But I was also very sad for me.
I get what you're and @mcpalmbeach are saying. I promise you I care not one bit if me in a white dress is smiling from a frame on my ILs credenza.
It's the also having the wallet photo and talking to me about it repeatedly that I'm head tilty about.
cville , I kind of get that. I looked horrible at my sister's wedding. I was starting another IVF cycle and my aunt congratulated me on being pregnant. I was not pregnant...just fat and bloated. I can't look at pics from then. It brings up so much hurt. It really sucks that it was such a festive occasion though because I was very happy for my sister. But I was also very sad for me.
I get what you're and @mcpalmbeach are saying. I promise you I care not one bit if me in a white dress is smiling from a frame on my ILs credenza.
It's the also having the wallet photo and talking to me about it repeatedly that I'm head tilty about.
No I hear you. He needs to keep the thoughts in his head. Haha
Post by texasharleygirl on Jan 25, 2023 13:41:13 GMT -5
Only wedding drama I had was something that kind of the hotel's fault and mine. I had a brand new car and parked it in valet the night before the wedding. When it was time for me to leave for the church, we had the car brought around while I was having final pictures taken. The had the car running and didn't tell us that they still had the fob to the car inside. We jumped in and drove to the church. We realized once we got to the church that we didn't have it when we turned off the car under the carport and it couldn't be started to move. My step daughter had to run home after the ceremony to get the spare fob. We picked up the fob that night on our way out of town for our honeymoon.
There wasn’t much drama at mine except for my “friend” (who is the same one from the hockey ticket story) had all sorts of issues not being the center of attention and basically waited til a week before the bridal shower to send the invites (which she offered to do for the BM) and then stole some of the gifts. Then she accused my Hs sister of stealing her camera from the reception. Gosh it’s no wonder we’re no longer friends.
Post by MixedBerryJam on Jan 25, 2023 13:55:02 GMT -5
Mine is the opposite of drama but it’s kind of a funny story. I wanted to elope at city hall, in a gorgeous room they have there. There were only about 6 people, including our witnesses and the officiant and the two of us. The chambers fell through at the last minute and one of the witnesses lived a block from city hall so she said, “Let’s just go back to my house and we’ll do it there.” And that’s the story of how I got married at my husband’s ex-girlfriend’s living room.
Not in the typical sense, although my FIL was in the ICU at the time so we had additional photos taken in the ICU in full wedding attire. I loathe being the center of attention and traipsing through the hospital in my gown was mortifying for me, but he was overjoyed to see us. Full disclosure, I adored my ILs even before we got married.
Not my wedding, but my friend's. My friend went to college in the area but moved back home after graduation. He still had a lot of friends in our area though. His wedding was planned for the weekend after Superstorm Sandy hit our area hard. Mother of the Bride knows that we don't have power and things are just a mess so she assumed that none of us are coming to the wedding now. Meanwhile we were all thinking that we reserved hotel rooms for the weekend and could just drive the 6 hours. We showed up and since the MOB thought we weren't coming she had the reception hall take away our tables. Since MOB really didn't know the groom's side so well nothing was noticed until 2 tables of guests were standing at the table cards wondering why we didn't have any.
Not in the typical sense, although my FIL was in the ICU at the time so we had additional photos taken in the ICU in full wedding attire. I loathe being the center of attention and traipsing through the hospital in my gown was mortifying for me, but he was overjoyed to see us. Full disclosure, I adored my ILs even before we got married.
We did this for/with my grandpa. He was so surprised; it was really sweet.
Mine is the opposite of drama but it’s kind of a funny story. I wanted to elope at city hall, in a gorgeous room they have there. There were only about 6 people, including our witnesses and the officiant and the two of us. The chambers fell through at the last minute and one of the witnesses lived a block from city hall so she said, “Let’s just go back to my house and we’ll do it there.” And that’s the story of how I got married at my husband’s ex-girlfriend’s living room.
Ok douche, go ahead and call it mud. My husband DID have halitosis. We addressed it after I talked to you girls on here and guess what? Years later, no problem. Mofongo, you're a cunt. Eat shit. ~anonnamus
My sister was my maid of honor. She wasn't that bad. But because I was flying in and out quickly (not much vacation time), she didn't have time to plan a bachelorette party. I told her not to bother, but she could have planned something if she really wanted to or even flew to meet me because she never visited once when I lived in NYC for 4 years. My MIL planned my wedding shower, so my sister had no responsibilities as MOH.
Her husband probably wouldn't let her go to NYC anyway because he is convinced people get shot there even though there is more gun violence practically anywhere else especially at that time period. He's something, lets just leave that there.
So anyway, when we stopped by my sisters house she told us how stressed she was, and instead of doing anything fun or wedding related we had to clean her house. It wasn't a super big deal because I get she was stressed and had a 1 year old, but also, maybe if your sister is getting married you keep your stress to yourself and clean your own house just that once. Or like maybe take me out for a nice lunch (which I would have paid for myself) instead of complaining about your life. I would have even taken a nice lunch over a cleaning her house and listening to her complain. I cant remember if it was the day before the rehearsal dinner or the day of the rehearsal dinner. Oh and nothing was happening at her house, no one was coming over or anything, so there was no reason it had to be clean right that second. And she had a stay at home husband that didn't do any cleaning, so....
Mine is the opposite of drama but it’s kind of a funny story. I wanted to elope at city hall, in a gorgeous room they have there. There were only about 6 people, including our witnesses and the officiant and the two of us. The chambers fell through at the last minute and one of the witnesses lived a block from city hall so she said, “Let’s just go back to my house and we’ll do it there.” And that’s the story of how I got married at my husband’s ex-girlfriend’s living room.
Wait, but was she already one of your witnesses?
it’s kind of a long story but my h stayed friends with a few ex girlfriends. This particular friend knew when and where w we were getting married (and I also think she thought it should be more special than we were making it? So we said she could come but she couldn’t tell anyone, as no one else has been invited. Without her it would have been 5 — bride, groom, 2 witnesses and the officiant, who was my BFF. I’ve been widowed for 13 years and I still send Christmas cards to two of his exes. ETA oh and i just remembered that the reason she knew when and where we were getting married was bc we’d asked to borrow her on street parking pass so we wouldn’t have to pay for parking.
Post by mysteriouswife on Jan 25, 2023 14:29:16 GMT -5
Not really drama but kid drama. My two cousins who are 8 and 14 years younger than me got into a fight. He was maybe 6 and she was around 12. They were in the third row of my aunt’s van as H and I were walking to our car to leave. I heard a scream of a kid and then S yelling help. She shoved him in the backseat and he hit his head on a latch. I’m standing in my wedding dress holding pressure on his head as H is running for the parents. We still bring this story up at gatherings. K is in his 20’s and still has a spot where hair doesn’t grow.
Post by midwestmama on Jan 25, 2023 14:33:07 GMT -5
Oh man, huge drama at my wedding reception. To the point I regretted not eloping instead.
SIL was a bridesmaid. She got so drunk at the reception that she stepped on the hem of her dress and got a huge rip in it. So she found a pair of scissors and cut off a bunch of the bottom.
Then we had the groom and a few women (none of whom were his new wife) from the wedding reception in the room next door come crash our reception. When they were politely asked to leave, the groom THREW A PUNCH at DH. Thankfully, he didn't land the punch and a few of DH's uncles were able to get him out of our reception room. Surprisingly, I don't think we decided to call the police. We did get the reception place to work with us on getting the cost of the alcohol for our reception (like $800) covered by the groom who caused the ruckus. (Then the guy was such a douche that he wrote the check to [DH's first name] [my maiden name]. At the time, SIL was working at a bank at which we had accounts, so it was no problem for her to deposit it for us.)
Because of that, I will either strongly encourage our kids to have their wedding reception (if they have one) at a place where it is only them/their wedding party and no one else.
Post by liverandonions on Jan 25, 2023 14:52:08 GMT -5
My caterer wanted me to have bottled beer because our wedding was out on a farm, but we wanted kegs. They kept saying "what if the tap fails" so we got two taps for each keg., Well, they conveniently "forgot" we did kegs and they didn't bring any beer glasses - so they found my DAD and asked him to go out and get keg cups at the local market - luckily a good friend's mom ran up and got them but we had red solo cups at our elegant wedding.
Our "guest book" was a metal framed photo from our engagement photos and a friend snuck in Tequila (we only had wine/beer) and got very drunk and engraved something inappropriate on the frame, so we had to have it repaired and it was a lot of work to get it covered.
Not really drama but kid drama. My two siblings cousins who are 8 and 14 years younger than me got into a fight. He was maybe 6 and she was around 12. They were in the third row of my aunt’s van as H and I were walking to our car to leave. I heard a scream of a kid and then S yelling help. She shoved him in the backseat and he hit his head on a latch. I’m standing in my wedding dress holding pressure on his head as H is running for the parents. We still bring this story up at gatherings. K is in his 20’s and still has a spot where hair doesn’t grow.
ETA- he needed staples.
Wait, wouldn’t your two siblings cousins also be your cousins?? Are they half or step maybe?
Ok douche, go ahead and call it mud. My husband DID have halitosis. We addressed it after I talked to you girls on here and guess what? Years later, no problem. Mofongo, you're a cunt. Eat shit. ~anonnamus
Not really drama but kid drama. My two siblings cousins who are 8 and 14 years younger than me got into a fight. He was maybe 6 and she was around 12. They were in the third row of my aunt’s van as H and I were walking to our car to leave. I heard a scream of a kid and then S yelling help. She shoved him in the backseat and he hit his head on a latch. I’m standing in my wedding dress holding pressure on his head as H is running for the parents. We still bring this story up at gatherings. K is in his 20’s and still has a spot where hair doesn’t grow.
ETA- he needed staples.
Wait, wouldn’t your two siblings cousins also be your cousins?? Are they half or step maybe?
You're paying attention today! But I agree that a comma, or possibly a relocated modifier, is needed in that sentence.
I had a full Catholic mass and my uncle, a priest married us. It was very special. My SIL (husband’s brother’s wife) tried so hard to create drama but … I just didn’t care. Poor, SIL, knowing her as I do now, it must have grated her. H’s brother was the best man and his nephew was an alter server. Best man came to the rehearsal, as planned. SIL drove herself and nephew - was late, missed the rehearsal but was the first seated at the rehearsal dinner. At the wedding, I noticed that nephew was not wearing one of the white alter server robes. This is odd as I’ve never seen an alter server on the alert without one (before or since). Apparently, SIL threw a fit that it was “covering” his good suit. My uncle made the wise declaration that “the suit was fine” and moved on. At the reception, same SIL told me several times that she was wearing the same black dress as she wore to the last wedding we both attended. So? She also told several people that she wore black “due the occasion” - like it was a funeral? Okay, weirdo. She made a big show to drink beer out of a bear bottle. NBD but would run up to me (several times) to dramatically duck (yes, duck) under a table whenever she thought our MIL could see her. Because my MIL didn’t think she should drink beer? MIL didn’t care.
Apparently, I also spoiled a fit she was planning to throw. We only had one BM/my sister and one GM/H’s brother and when the flowers arrived from the florist SIL acted hurt that there were “no flowers for her” until my H pointed out that I got her flowers, too.
ETA: RE: Wedding Crashers. My H’s cousins rented a big part van and invited the driver to the reception. He was a good dancer!
Oh man, huge drama at my wedding reception. To the point I regretted not eloping instead.
SIL was a bridesmaid. She got so drunk at the reception that she stepped on the hem of her dress and got a huge rip in it. So she found a pair of scissors and cut off a bunch of the bottom.
Then we had the groom and a few women (none of whom were his new wife) from the wedding reception in the room next door come crash our reception. When they were politely asked to leave, the groom THREW A PUNCH at DH. Thankfully, he didn't land the punch and a few of DH's uncles were able to get him out of our reception room. Surprisingly, I don't think we decided to call the police. We did get the reception place to work with us on getting the cost of the alcohol for our reception (like $800) covered by the groom who caused the ruckus. (Then the guy was such a douche that he wrote the check to [DH's first name] [my maiden name]. At the time, SIL was working at a bank at which we had accounts, so it was no problem for her to deposit it for us.)
Because of that, I will either strongly encourage our kids to have their wedding reception (if they have one) at a place where it is only them/their wedding party and no one else.
What?! The venue "fined" the guy for crashing and trashing your wedding by having to pay for your booze?
That's awesome. I'd gladly let someone take a punch at my H for free booze at our wedding.
My caterer wanted me to have bottled beer because our wedding was out on a farm, but we wanted kegs. They kept saying "what if the tap fails" so we got two taps for each keg., Well, they conveniently "forgot" we did kegs and they didn't bring any beer glasses - so they found my DAD and asked him to go out and get keg cups at the local market - luckily a good friend's mom ran up and got them but we had red solo cups at our elegant wedding.
Our "guest book" was a metal framed photo from our engagement photos and a friend snuck in Tequila (we only had wine/beer) and got very drunk and engraved something inappropriate on the frame, so we had to have it repaired and it was a lot of work to get it covered.
My friend did this but with a big mat around it and she wrote ‘sign here’ on the mat. They have it hanging in their house to this day. It pretty much sums her up. Sweetest person ever but doesn’t think sometimes. I love her.
My florist forgot to bring flowers for the tables. They only brought my bouquet and the corsages we'd ordered. I realized this halfway through dinner, and was long past the point of caring. I got a few hundred bucks back from them, so I really didn't mind and still laugh about it years later that my FLORIST failed to bring FLOWERS.
My BIL caused property damage at the house both our families were all staying at, and called me a cunt for telling him that no he cannot, in fact, blare music from a car stereo after the city ordinance says we need to keep it down. He was allocated the sunroom (with fold out couches) for him, his girlfriend and her [uninvited but still there] teenage son. Free accommodation, which they had traveled internationally to attend. They didn't like that enough so left for a hotel...and left the teenage son behind to stay with the ***not his*** family. Such a piece of work that guy is!
In re an earlier post, I do not ever plan to cheat on my husband. But I can assure you that were it ever even to cross my mind it would be the prospect of receiving that would motivate me. Ain't no way I'm going to be unfaithful just to give a BJ. Nothankyouplease.
But the story does give a whole new meaning to the words “tractor pull!”
I don't even know where to start with all the drama around, about, and during our wedding. I tried really hard to make everyone happy (spoiler alert -- it didn't work). My family caused all the drama though I'm sure they still see it differently.
The one thing that still truly bothers me about it all is that one of my sisters accidentally broke one of our champagne flutes after H and I left the reception. My mom got her super worked up about how upset I would be. I didn't care. All I had to do was take them back to BB&B and get a replacement. (And they've sat in the box ever since... I don't even know where they are now lol). But the sister still won't talk to me and refuses to even talk about me, so I wonder what else my mom might have said. I'm basically no contact at this point so I'll probably never know.
I did learn some important things and I ultimately had a good time... but I still wish we had just focused on our happiness instead of everyone else. And I am never ever doing anything like that again.
Not really drama but kid drama. My two siblings cousins who are 8 and 14 years younger than me got into a fight. He was maybe 6 and she was around 12. They were in the third row of my aunt’s van as H and I were walking to our car to leave. I heard a scream of a kid and then S yelling help. She shoved him in the backseat and he hit his head on a latch. I’m standing in my wedding dress holding pressure on his head as H is running for the parents. We still bring this story up at gatherings. K is in his 20’s and still has a spot where hair doesn’t grow.
ETA- he needed staples.
Wait, wouldn’t your two siblings cousins also be your cousins?? Are they half or step maybe?
My caterer wanted me to have bottled beer because our wedding was out on a farm, but we wanted kegs. They kept saying "what if the tap fails" so we got two taps for each keg., Well, they conveniently "forgot" we did kegs and they didn't bring any beer glasses - so they found my DAD and asked him to go out and get keg cups at the local market - luckily a good friend's mom ran up and got them but we had red solo cups at our elegant wedding.
This reminds me of one of the best fights on my TK month board-one baby bride (she was 19) had an absolute meltdown insisting that all beer had to be poured into a glass because women drinking directly out of a bottle was TRASHY.
It was like 15+ pages of screaming at each other. The best.
I have absolutely no clue if the beer at my wedding was served in a bottle or in a glass.
My caterer wanted me to have bottled beer because our wedding was out on a farm, but we wanted kegs. They kept saying "what if the tap fails" so we got two taps for each keg., Well, they conveniently "forgot" we did kegs and they didn't bring any beer glasses - so they found my DAD and asked him to go out and get keg cups at the local market - luckily a good friend's mom ran up and got them but we had red solo cups at our elegant wedding.
Our "guest book" was a metal framed photo from our engagement photos and a friend snuck in Tequila (we only had wine/beer) and got very drunk and engraved something inappropriate on the frame, so we had to have it repaired and it was a lot of work to get it covered.
My friend did this but with a big mat around it and she wrote ‘sign here’ on the mat. They have it hanging in their house to this day. It pretty much sums her up. Sweetest person ever but doesn’t think sometimes. I love her.
I don’t get it. Signing on matted photos was a big trend when I got married. What’s wrong with it?
2 groomsmen got stung by bees My mom told my 12yo stepsister she wasn't my real sister and shouldn't be in photos with me I didn't see it but many people did - there were 3 wedding crashers at the reception, 2 men and a woman who were all over each other and the woman ended up in just her bra.
My friend did this but with a big mat around it and she wrote ‘sign here’ on the mat. They have it hanging in their house to this day. It pretty much sums her up. Sweetest person ever but doesn’t think sometimes. I love her.
I don’t get it. Signing on matted photos was a big trend when I got married. What’s wrong with it?
I'm going to assume she meant that the bride actually wrote SIGN HERE on the mat itself, instead of putting a sign next to the mat to ask people to sign it.
In re an earlier post, I do not ever plan to cheat on my husband. But I can assure you that were it ever even to cross my mind it would be the prospect of receiving that would motivate me. Ain't no way I'm going to be unfaithful just to give a BJ. Nothankyouplease.
But the story does give a whole new meaning to the words “tractor pull!”