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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.
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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.
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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.
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