If I Could Do It Over...
If I could do my wedding over, I would. Don't get me wrong, I like the guy I married. I wouldn't change that. I liked the colors. I liked my dress. The food was fabulous. My mom worked with a chef so we got a pretty stellar spread. No, those things I would not change. I wouldn't change the location of our wedding. So what would I change?
Well for starters, I would change the fact that one of our groomsmen had a broken leg. Yep, you read that right. A broken leg. Ironically he broke his leg the day we had originally chosen. Bless his heart for coming and standing in the wedding. Next to the bride, he got the most attention.
Next, I would change the wedding party ever so slightly. See, my sister was a bridesmaid. I wouldn't change that for the world. She is my sister. No, I would change the groomsmen. Biggest mistake I made there. At the time, it just made sense to have her then
Another change I would make is the guest list. I hate being politically correct. It's for the whiny cry baby type. If you don't like it, boo-hoo. Now, I am all for tact and good manners, but if you want political correctness, you won't find it here. At least not anymore. So here it is. My matron of honor was my a very special friend of mine. We were two peas in a pod. I was her maid of honor so it made sense for her to be mine. I would not change that. Not at all. The change would be not inviting our mutual friend who so graciously gave her a place to stay. I felt obliged to invite her to the wedding. I did. She signed the guest book, but did not bring even a card. Wouldn't you at least bring a card? She didn't. And to make it worse, her dress of choice was, well it was
So what would I change? A broken leg, a groomsmen, and a guest. Not too shabby. Okay I might change the bridesmaids dresses getting lost, and me turning into BRIDEZILLA but we won't go there.
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Comments
changes sounds like it was a pretty good day. I would change our cake that was falling over, the fact that the DJ did not have our song, even though we had told him what it was way before hand (oh and he was late too). And I would hire a diff photographer and not someone who was rude to some of my family and smelled like ciggerette smoke.
Dh admits that he wishes we had done what I wanted and to have a small ceremony on the beach, instead of the big(ish) church wedding we had. But, he was set on that. I told him to go ahead and plan it,then. Which he did. I picked my dress and he did the rest.
I would have wished for better weather, 9 degrees during pictures and a snow storm during the reception. . .
vanessa