Generally, at one time or another everyone manages to attend one or more weddings. Pretty generic most of the time, but sometimes amazing things happen at weddings. Not just the expensive wedding gown, flowers, etc. But surprising and memorable things.
At my own wedding, my-almost-husband fainted, dropped down like a sack of feed. Down. Out cold. He was okay, we ended up married, so all was well. However, my small town of 427 had years of stories from that.
Then there are the melting cakes.
I personally have been at three family weddings where the heat and humidity caused the cakes to droop with icing cascading down the layers.
My sister’s cake—the layers nearly slid off each other, onto the table.
My sis-in-law’s wedding in Chicago, mid-July, the icing was sagging and turning into a puddle.
Same thing with another sis-in-law--pure sugar water fall.
Some weddings are sunny mornings with the tent all set up, tables with tablecloths, with crowning wedding cake in the center of dance floor.
Then a storm whips up, winds sweep, and all disappear into the manicured grass. Awesome.
But, the best part is the wedding cake. I love eating wedding cake. Skip the chicken and broccoli, let’s move on to the wedding cake.
Those weddings are the best—when something goes wrong and people have to problem solve. Those are the great weddings.
Let's all raise a glass and toast....