Wedding disasters make great stories

At my first wedding, my bustle wouldn't stay up so it ended up being safety pinned place. It's the end of the night, and we're saying good bye and everyone is blowing wedding bubbles when one of the pins popped and poked right in the arse. All of the sudden I start yelling about a pin sticking in my backside. Makes me laugh now, wasn't so nice then.

Hahaha! That's great.

At my stepsisters wedding her sister, who was the MOH, split her dress open getting out of the limo at the reception. Lucky it busted at the seem but the only thing we could find to fix it with was a stapler.

Friend of mine, who had a destination wedding (I could not go as I was pregnant and due the week she was married) she had a reception back home though, it was ....just an awful wedding. I ga e her $100 bucks and we were served sandwiches (picture bridal shower type for, but for a wedding) cash bar and DJ..but no one was dancing. I was a month post partum..and man, it was just a and wedding to me lol can at least provide a hot dinner, not tea sandwiches!

Lydia-- that's very 'MacGyver' of you to use the stapler! At my wedding, we'd written our own vows but not written them *down* (huge mistake). I went first and completely forgot what I was supposed to say, so I stumbled through. Then DH starts with, "I love your boogery sneezes..." WHAT?! I was ready to wack him with my boquet, but *then* he started talking about how much he loved me, and wanted to spend his life with me, and got all choked up.... so I forgave him.

My favorite part from someone else's wedding was when they called a tee-time, right in the middle of the ceremony! "Brown party, report to the green, please. Brown party, it is your tee time". Everyone giggled-- bride, groom, attendants-- even the officiant! Luckily, before it got out of hand we all got back to business.

And you're absolutely right, Ashley-- what goes wrong makes the BEST stories-- later.

I was in a wedding a few years ago. The bride was two hours late. The bridal sat in the basement of the church waiting...no food, no drinks and no idea what was going on. Once the bride arrived she realized she left some of the flowers at her mom's house. She sent me and another bridesmaid to get the flowers, but once we got to the house we couldn't figure out how to set the alarm so we just left. The police contacted the mother during the ceremony because the alarm was going off. Let's just say this wedding was a disaster! Oh! And the flowers that they did manage to grab had fallen over in the car, and water was everywhere!! The wedding gown and suit jackets were soaked!!!

At our wedding, one thing after another went wrong--and we completely failed to care:

• The friends that were doing our video got on a plane that had mechanical difficulties, and didn't get in until sometime after 5:00 AM for a noon ceremony.

• We had brought their dog up with us, because they couldn't take it on the plane. Because of the delay, we ended up sharing our bed with both our dog and theirs the night before the wedding.

• The hair and make-up person got stuck in traffic and arrived about a half hour late, which meant the wedding ended up being a half hour late, too.

• We forgot to bring the pictures of how we wanted our hair done to show her.

• We had planned to have our veils over our faces during the processional, but forgot.

• We had gotten a bunch of digital voice recorders to pick up the sound, but they never got turned on.

• The rabbi mixed up the two rings, so NotFroofy ended up putting the wrong ring on my finger, and I had to switch them before putting the ring on her finger.

• When we did the seven blessings, the rabbi accidentally did the Hebrew for one of them out of order (before a different English blessing), and then had to switch the next one to make up for it.

• The pen for the ketubah disappeared, and we had to ask right in the middle of the ceremony if one of our guests had an acid-free pen.

• Neither of us could fit our Hebrew signature into the space provided, so we ended up with both signatures broken up over more than one line.

• NotFroofy's veil got knocked off, twice.

• When we went to break the glass at the end, it wouldn't break--NotFroofy and I were doing everything up to and including standing on it for several minutes before NotFroofy finally managed to break it.

• My sister and my son got into a whipped cream fight at the luncheon following the ceremony. (No, neither of them had been drinking!)

•The Legal Sea Foods accidentally served a much more expensive champagne than we had agreed to.

•Two champagne glasses got broken.

However, after being together for nearly nine years (during most of which time we couldn't legally get married anywhere), we were so thrilled to be married that nothing else mattered.

We had major rain storm during our reception. While the best man was giving his speech everyone's phone went off with the National Weather Service Warning. If anyone has had this happen to their phone, it is a very loud noise. Take that times 60 guests.

30 years after my aunt and uncles wedding, I still make for a pretty good story as their flower girl. I was just such a ham of a child (I was 4). I danced down the aisle swinging my basket, taking my sweet time. Then I got antsy through the ceremony and decided to dance, sit on the floor, and swing my basket around my head. Finally, as my aunts best friend sang I stared directly at her and made silly faces....sticking my tongue out, fingers in ears, pulled my nose up...etc. until she was laughing so hard that she couldn't finish the song. No one could see what I was doing except the bride, groom, singing friend, and a few people in the front row which made it the best. Sooooo that story still gets told. Haha.

At our MOH and BM's wedding they got to the part asking about objections and you hear the ring bearer yell "Don't do it!". Turns out no one past the front row could see that his brother was trying to lick his finger and then wipe it on him. The bride and groom were dying at how perfect the timing was, and even the officiant couldn't keep it together.

My aunt got married out doors and a bird shit on my dad's jacket while he was filming it. Then, my aunt and uncle didn't wrap the glass properly in the napkin and when my uncle broke it, a piece flew out and cut another uncle's leg sitting in the front row.

He also hadn't tried his tux on before the wedding. He had owned a tux already and planned on wearing it. He, however, had gained a lot of weight and realized the day before it didn't fit. He went with a daishiki instead.

He's black, she's Jewish... they melded a lot of traditions. They realized they forgot the broom to jump over... so they removed one of the poles from the chuppah. Then the priest raised it in the air and said "it's a lot like Africa, we make do with what we've got" and they jumped over a chuppah pole.