A Disastrous Wedding It is the day of my wedding. Seems like it has taken forever for it to get here, more like two weeks. I wake up next to my beautiful 1 ½ year old daughter Emily. Today is the day and I am ready. I go over my mental checklist checking things off. Dress and shoes, in my closet…check. Veil…check. Makeup bag and hair stuff ready to go…check. I take a deep breath and get dressed so I can go to get my hair and makeup done. Waking up my daughter is a breeze, she’s so well behaved. After getting her dressed I run down the 20 or so steep stairs, praying I don’t trip, to my living room and grab all of our stuff. It is a short walk across the street to my parents’ house where my entourage will be to help get me ready for my big day. …show more content…
Rain would not be a good thing for the in/outdoor reception I have planned. I get to my parents’ house and start getting my daughters hair done. She has beautiful little brown curls so the only thing I need to do is put a little ponytail and bow in her hair. There, the easiest part is done. Now that my sister Jeanie and cousin Lindsey, who is also my bride’s maid, have shown up, it is time to begin my hair. This is going to be a process. My hair is down to my shoulder blades and does not hold a curl. I foresaw a gallon of hairspray and gel in my …show more content…
The cake is here and in its place, my dress is on along with my shoes, and Emily is all ready to go. My brother, whom is supposed to be the photographer offers to step in as best man since he is already in a suit. That got Will’s butt into gear and he donned a suit and stood as best man. I place my veil and tell my brother to cue the music for the march. It wouldn’t work. “Will the problems never end” I ask myself. I told them to him to put anything on it didn’t matter. I take my father’s hand and begin my walk down the hall into the living room where my future husband stands waiting, looking nervous. I make it about half way before tripping on the shoes of all the guests. There is a “no shoes” rule of the house. “Aghhh” I mentally scream. That is the moment I realize I have left my bouquet in the room. “Oh freaking well” I tell myself. The show or in this case, wedding, must go on. I make it the rest of the way to the judge and Ron and take my
As about half of you will know, this is my second father of the bride speech. To misquote Oscar Wilde from 'The Importance of Being Ernest:
For those of you that don’t know, I am Trey Rongisch and I am currently a student at Midland University. It is quite ironic how Nick and I first met, it was during my first college class. I would have never expected him to ask me to be his Best Man at his wedding in the short span of four months, but when he asked me, I just couldn’t turn down the offer. But I’m going to be honest, I’ve been feeling quite nervous about giving this speech for some time. But I’m pleased to say last night I slept like a baby – I woke up every two hours, crying my eyes out. With this in mind, I am ready to get this speech going and I must share how honored I am to be here today and speak on behalf of Nick and his beautiful wife, Katie.
Everything was back to normal or so I thought. Once, we reached my house I got off and hurried inside to get my dress on. My dress was simple not too blinged up and two different orange tones. As my mom helped me get the dress on she noticed my curls falling. She finished tying my dress before quickly getting the curling wand redoing them herself. I almost cried as they didn’t stay put, it was like they had a mind of their own. One look at the clock made me forget about them. We were now running late to church and I had yet to put my shoes on and get the rest of the stuff I needed to take. I don’t know how I moved so fast and got everything done. The photographer were here and taking pictures before going outside recording as I made my way out of the house with my parents and siblings. We took a couple of pictures before I got in the car fidgeting as I looked at the time. There was no way we were going to make it in time. After, everyone got in the car we made our way to Graham where the church service was going to be
The themes in the story “The Wedding Gift” are freedom, the right to choose, women power and much more. All of these themes fall into one category, which is one of the major theme in this text, “self realization”. When Kezia is told to marry an old, rich man, by the Barley’s for their own business benefit. Kezia expresses her feelings by telling Mr. Mears “My body doesn’t belong to anyone, expect for me”. This story showcases, how women were portrayed back then and even right now in some countries such as China, Afghanistan, India etc. I recently read an article, where a young girl named Priya Khan, committed a suicide in India due to a forced marriage to an old man enough to be her grandfather. Since, her family was not able to provide for her. Towards, the
I went and looked over the hill side to the city of Vermont. This is one of the biggest days in my life, I think to myself. I glance over to the people I see showing up and I realize how much I have missed them, I see Arturo, Aurora and Yolanda and wave them over. Aurora comes and gives me a hug, “Marcelo doesn’t want to be squished before his wedding, let me go Aurora”. After about what feels like 10 minutes she lets go and we talk about what she has missed. I tell her how Jasmine is so happy to finally be living in Vermont and being able to for fill her dream job. We finally stop talking and I go to find Jasmine, “Jasmine, come with Marcelo to the entrance to welcome people.” As we are welcoming people,
(To the bride) You make a fine bride and look beautiful and radiant. I couldn't help but notice the groom swell with pride when he saw you walking clown the aisle in that dress. (To the groom) You are indeed a lucky man, you have married someone who is attractive, warm, loving and caring. A wife who
The wedding is all set! The music was ready; the food was ready; the groom was ready. The wedding is set for Thursday. It was all well planned. The only thing that was left was the bride.
Ladies, Gentlemen, boys, girls Brandon and Lisa, First of all, let me begin on behalf of the bridesmaids, Michelle, Ellie, Hannah and Emily, I would like to thank Brandon for his kind words, and I have to say they look absolutely wonderful and have done an excellent job today. The great thing about being a best man, which incidentally is short for best Brandon can manage, is that you get to paint a picture of the man whom Lisa has just committed the rest of her life to. A man is best described through his actions and despite having known Brandon for nearly thirty years now I think I could probably describe all of his actions within the next five minutes. Not that he is lazy, far from it, rather than be a jack of all trades he prefers to carefully focus his efforts When asked once in the pub what where his favourite hobbies and pastimes, after serious thought and consideration he replied, ‘I quite like sitting’. So here before us is a man who dedicates his free time to the conservation of energy and the en... ...
Now I was a bit unsure about the duties of a best man, although I told Brian very early on that there was no way I was going to get off with a bridesmaid – I say that with no offence intended to Claire and Nicola who I’m sure you’ll all agree look lovely, and have done a great job today. So to find out what was expected of me, I turned to the internet and managed to find some really interesting stuff… but then remembered what I had gone onto it for in the first place, and set about plagiarising other people’s speeches from all the wedding sites I could find. So I accept no responsibility if this end result is rubbish. I know many of you will have been to a few weddings in your time, so can I suggest that you entertain yourselves quietly by playing wedding bingo – every time you hear a witty comment in my speech that you have already heard at another wedding, give yourself a point and the first one to five wins a piece of wedding cake.
Before I ask you to join me in a toast to the bride and groom. I'd like to bore you with a few words. I will try to keep them short. as I know that the other speakers are really looking forward to standing here before you and making their speeches!
“Why did I let you talk me into this?” Lydia, your only friend in the kingdom, linked your arms together, “Don’t be such a pessimist. This could be the best night of your life.” You rolled your eyes, but allowed her to pull you into the ballroom. Royal families conversed while sending their children to dance with eligible princes and princesses.
Finally after what seemed like years, I walked out to greet my new father-in-law and my new wife. I shook his hands as he gave away his youngest daughter to start our own family, and then I reached out for the arm of my bride. Together we walked the rest of the way down the aisle and stood in front of the pastor’s
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Ceremony is about a Native American Tayo who fought in world war two. When he comes home from the war, he is committed to the VA hospital for essentially having post-traumatic stress disorder. Throughout the novel, we observe Tayo battling with his inner peace because he feels guilty for Josiah and Rocky’s death. Tayo’s family sends him to two medicine men to try to heal him and figure out what is the matter. The first medicine man was not able to reach through to Tayo; the second medicine Betonie was successful. Betonie told Tayo that he would need to complete a ceremony in order to find his inner peace. During, this ceremony Betonie told Tayo that he had seen stars and cattle, mountains and a woman. He then warned Tayo that people would
Then, I heard everyone scream “Surprise!” I could not believe my eyes. There was decoration all over the living room, a cake on the table, music and a big bouquet of pink flowers. My eyes start tearing. I was delighted and humbled by how lucky I was to have such an amazing family. I ran up to my parents, my three brothers, and sisters in law and hugged all of them. We started singing and dancing I cannot forget those moments of my life. Then I realized time was running and that I still had to go to my cousin’s house to do my makeup. I rushed to her house leaving my family at home, so they could get ready, and we could later celebrate after the graduation. As, Sandra was putting on my makeup; I was thinking of how I was going to react when they called my name on the stage. I was smiling as I was thinking of the moment of my