Things you hear when you’re directing a (large) wedding…

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…it was my first wedding as an ‘official’ wedding director for my church. I’ve catered a wedding for 300; I’ve played the piano for quite a few others; but I’ve only directed a couple in the past – and none in the last 6 years or so.ย 

“I have 10 bridesmaids and 10 groomsmen, a 10 person orchestra, a 12 person choir, 3 flower girls, 2 ringbearers, and 2 preachers.” Said the bride.

Hmmm…that’s 51 people on the stage at one time. Well, why not jump in with both feet, then, right?

“My maid of honor had her mom call to say she isn’t coming.” Said the bride.

“Can you tell me where I’m staying this weekend? I’d like to contact the family and let them know when I’ll be coming in.” Said one of the college-student groomsmen.

“Do you know where my dad went?” Said the bride. An hour before the ceremony begins.

As it turns out…noone knew where he went.

“Umm…can you come see this? One of the girls has been here for 30 minutes trying to get into her dress.” Said the pianist noticing that bridesmaids haven’t left for photos yet.

“Hey! I’m so glad to see you! I think my zipper is broken.” Said the bridesmaid. As four other bridesmaids were trying to fix it – and not getting their photos taken either. I dug out my box of safety pins and double sided tape.

“So, when I get home, my mom has to CUT me out of my dress?” Said the bridesmaid (see above) after I had sewn her into her dress.

“Where IS (that vocalist)! I need her NOW!” Said the father of the bride.

Hmmm…she was told to be ready at 6:00. It’s 5:55. She’s putting on her shoes now. She’ll be out soon.

“Six O’Clock? Who tells them these times?”

Hmmm…I did, sir. Remember, that’s why you’re paying me.

“Oh yeah. Sorry.”

๐Ÿ™‚

“I totally forgot to pass out these thank you cards. Would you mind doing it for me?” Said the sweet mother of the bride, with a bag full of 60 cards – you know for people I’ve never met.

“I got a call from Chris, you know, the other usher. He can’t make it.” Said one of my awesome ushers when the prelude began.

“Is there NO way I can hear any of this awesome music my dad put together for the prelude?” Said the bride, and I had to tell her no. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

“Do you know where I parked my car?”

“I have to walk out there all by myself?”

“You can go with me, right?” Said a random guest who (apparently) needed an escort outside.

“Wait. Can you help me find my car?” Said the same random guest 7 minutes later, who is walking around in the parking lot hitting the unlock button on her car key’s remote.

“And the horse-drawn carriage should be arriving……now.” Said me, as I snapped my fingers in the air like Cinderella’s Fairy Godmother. And just then it arrived.

Hmmmm….(I looked at my fingers)….I wonder if that works on cleaning my girls’ rooms.

“I set my purse down and now i can’t find it. It’s a super tiny black one. The bride said you were the one to ask.” Said another random guest.

“Do you know where the car keys are?” Asked the sweet bridesmaid who was packing up the carriage for the bride and groom.

“Wasn’t there a marriage license or something I should have signed?” Said the preacher.

“Will you ever do another one?” A friend said on facebook later that night. Much later. When I got home.

 

Definitely I will. That was a blast.

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About Kim

I am a sinner, miraculously saved by grace, living by faith, and pressing toward the mark of being more like Christ. I absolutely love being a stay-at-home mom! I'm also a caterer for a few weddings throughout the year, a baker, and a party planner. And I love to play in other people's kitchens as well as my own! My husband, Chris, just finished his studies for his MA degree in Pastoral Studies. He's a wonderful (and super smart!) daddy - and the most loving and supportive husband. My two beautiful daughters, Chloe and Kami, are the joys of our lives! We pray that they both would be greatly used of the Lord. Throughout their short time here on earth, we have learned so much about ourselves, our God, and the gratefulness we have towards our own parents, who raised us in the ways of God's Word. Our third unborn child is a blessing as well - even after its recent pre-diagnosis of Trisomy 18, or Edwards Syndrome. This blog has kinda turned into a little journal of sorts of our dark journey down this rather uncommon road. I stay busy cooking, cleaning, gardening, and raising the plants I killed back to life, and homeschooling. I blog when get the chance. :) We are always happy to have visitors, so please stop by anytime! Although, if you do give us a call first, we'll make sure to have some fresh cookies and sweet tea available when you arrive!

5 responses »

  1. Wow…and I thought a fire alarm during our ceremony was a bit alarming… ๐Ÿ™‚

    My favorite from these: “โ€œMy maid of honor had her mom call to say she isnโ€™t coming.โ€ Said the bride.”

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