Hello Inspy Readers,
I’m currently researching for my next book which will be called Holding Onto Hope. You may remember Hope from my new novel Healing Skye. She has always helped her mother plan events and weddings. She loves making brides feel like princesses, despite the fact that she’s never gotten to plan her own big day. (Yet!) In this novel, she’ll be helping plan a friend’s destination wedding in a very short amount of time, and a lot of things go off course.
I asked on Facebook about people’s wedding planning or engagement mishaps, and I received so many replies! A lot of veils catch on fire from unity candles and a lot of cakes fall, mold, or flop.
I started thinking about my own wedding. My husband called me from out of town one weekend and said akin to “We could get married,” and I answered something like “Sure. I can meet you at the courthouse during lunch Tuesday.” At 28 years old, I’d been in several weddings. I found them very stressful, ha! So, I thought we could just elope, but when we met and filed for our license, they said we had to wait three days. Then, my husband said, we might as well get a preacher to marry us. I asked my preacher, and he said he had to counsel us for at least three weeks. I called my parents and told them we were getting married in three weeks. They had offered my sisters money not to have a big wedding, but they made no such offer to me. My mom said we could plan a wedding in three weeks and reserved the church! I was their baby girl.
So the planning began. I bought a wedding dress off the rack, and my two sisters ordered matching bridesmaid dresses. We used overnight printing for invitations, and a friend addressed them all one night in calligraphy. The same friend went with my mother to pick out my cake and bouquets. I had cut examples from a magazine that I thought were pretty, but I was flexible. The reception was at my parents’ house. All went well EXCEPT for a few things.
One was that I had a friend set to video the wedding from near the front row. Unfortunately, a family member insisted they move to the balcony before I came down the aisle, and it made the ceremony hard to see or hear on the tape. :(
Also, my dad turned stark white while walking me down the aisle, and I told him, “Please don’t faint!” Who knew he’d be more nervous than me?
The last and worst mishap was that we left the reception and drove to our hotel, and the clerk said someone had canceled our room! I’m standing there in my wedding dress trying to nicely explain that we HAD NOT done so. Thankfully, they found us another room! Thankfully, we are still married thirty years later!
So, what about you? Have you experienced any engagement or wedding planning mishaps or disasters? Maybe I can incorporate them into my next book!
Do you have a favorite contemporary Christian fiction novel with funny engagements or weddings?
PS: My St. Simons 3-full-novel set is on sale this week only for 99 cents! If you own these novels, would you share with friends?! Thank you!!