People talk about pre-wedding jitters, but I couldn’t wait! The night before my wedding my sister, my two bride’s maids and I were going to have a slumber party at the hotel. After the rehearsal, we stopped for junk food and pop then checked into the hotel.
We heard a knock at the door. ”Hellooo.” My future mother-in-law and sister in-law joined our party.
“The kids are passed out with Pop in our room,” Missy said as she claimed a spot on the floor and leaned back.
Linda sat by me, “Now, I want to let you know that you’ll probably have a big fight right before the wedding. But, don’t let it bother you. Everything will be fine. You two make me so proud!”
That took me by surprise. “I doubt it. We’ve never had a fight.”
“True, but with the stress of the day, it tends to happen.”
Before long, Linda and Missy decided to call it a night.
While we munched our snacks, Cheryl, my friend from college, handed me a white box covered in heart stickers.
“Now what?” I laughed, knowing that she was going to pay me back from her shower gift a few months earlier.
We had started a tradition when our friend Evelynn got married. She’d always dreamed of being a “Bond Girl”, so we had put together a “Bond Girl Kit” as a silly shower gift. We had gotten her martini glasses, and other items that fit the theme. We’d continued the tradition for Cheryl with handcuffs (which she had a hard time explaining to airport security on her flight home) and a few mildly embarrassing things that are prerequisites for a bride-to-be. At my shower, I had been given a set of squirt guns and a pretty nightgown and robe. They had gone easy on me, since my shower was at the church.
I cautiously opened the box, prepared for the worst. “A pink feather boa?” I dug a little deeper under the white tissue, “and plastic handcuffs!” The box held a handful of other things that weren’t too embarrassing.
My sister laughed, “Like you’d ever use any of that stuff!”
We checked out, turning down the offer to keep the room for another night. We had plenty of time to get ready before the pre-wedding brunch. Just about the time we arrived, the guys were piling into the car.
I looked at my watch, “What’s up?”
My husband-to-be said, “Shane needs to get a shirt, and we left a few other things at Sue’s place.” He gave me a quick kiss, “We’ll be back in plenty of time.”
True to his word, they were back with time to spare.
“Your mom told me that we would have a fight before the wedding.”
”Oh?” he hugged me. “I love you mostest.”
”No, I love you mostest.” Grinning, we went back and forth a few time, just so he could tell his mom we had a fight.
We joined our guests for the brunch. After we ate, I realized my cousin who did the flowers wasn’t there yet.
”Uncle John, where’s LeaAnn?”
”Actually, she just called. She’s running late, she misread the map. She’ll be here soon.”
I nodded and turned to our guests. “Excuse me! We’ll be starting a little late, as the flowers aren’t here yet. Just enjoy the food a little longer.”
I went out to the entry to watch for LeaAnn and saw her car. “Good, she’s here!” I ran up to the nursery to put on my dress.
It was time! I met Dad at the bottom of the stairs and he squeezed my hand. I saw my knight in shining armor waiting for me at the front of the church. Before I knew it, we were walking out hand in hand, husband and wife.
After cake, punch, pictures and presents, we were both too tired to leave that night as planned.
”Let me call and get a room for tonight,” my husband said.
He came back, “Uh oh.”
“Yeah the hotel didn’t have any rooms left. But I did find one at the motel down the street.”
“It’s not the Ritz, but better than sleeping in the car.” I gave him a kiss. “Let’s go.”
We soon pulled into the seediest “no-tell motel” in town. We checked in, with reservations, both kinds. I sat on the bed, “It’s on cement blocks!”
He grinned. “There is still the car!”
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