tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819388586691204438.post1474365799959403897..comments2023-10-23T10:30:17.527-04:00Comments on A Mountain Bride: wedding wish #18 via my guy: drama club...exit stage leftjes [a mountain bride]http://www.blogger.com/profile/03935793403239182466noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819388586691204438.post-8628106254610228042009-10-28T21:06:20.002-04:002009-10-28T21:06:20.002-04:00I was super nervous about drama for the wedding, b...I was super nervous about drama for the wedding, but the day of you have nothing to fear. There is love in the air and the things people may be harboring against you will just go away because what it comes down to is that two people are uniting in love and in marriage and that is a beautiful thing my friend.M. Eileenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01919467161177215856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819388586691204438.post-4362555114877598372009-10-28T20:13:19.366-04:002009-10-28T20:13:19.366-04:00Oh gosh, you now have me scared. I have some of TH...Oh gosh, you now have me scared. I have some of THE cattiest high school friends alive. Ugh. I love them but now I see HUGE problems ahead.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16703630449276209732noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819388586691204438.post-87045293772478109432009-10-28T14:15:41.582-04:002009-10-28T14:15:41.582-04:00Very well said! We too hope for little or no drama...Very well said! We too hope for little or no drama on our wedding day, and that's part of why we hired a DOC. I've already warned her she might need to run interference with my mother...LOL.Morganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17611423035852851829noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1819388586691204438.post-8319304496887937062009-10-28T13:00:52.251-04:002009-10-28T13:00:52.251-04:00he he ... one of my Women of Honor, and her mother...he he ... one of my Women of Honor, and her mother, were the only source of drama the whole day! The mother stomped off away from the processional when her daughter told her to be seated, and then I had to holler like a pig stuck in a fence (she's half deaf) to get her to come back and calm down. Later, my friend told me that she wouldn't read her (already written) toast publicly, but preferred to email it to me (!). She only relented after I shouted "no no, that's not what I want!" repeatedly for what seemed like an eternity. My family, and his, in comparison, were perfect and dreamy!elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10887625097831786188noreply@blogger.com