This weekend was made bearable because I knew I could post about the Special Snowflake Bride when I got home.
My partner's sister, the bride, let's call her Marie, has always been egotistical and self-centered, but underneath it all has a good heart. Which is why she isn't Bridezilla, she didn't demand that things get done... but she just kind of assumed everyone else would do everything without being told of ANY details because, well, she was special and the day would go well because of that.
After originally being told the wedding wouldn't be for two years, then in September, suddenly three weeks ago announced she was getting married this weekend. My partner and I managed to get the Friday off work, amazingly. It was a six hour drive.
My partner told her sister Marie that if there was anything we could bring with us, just ask. Marie called the night before we left to ask us to bring enough breakfast food to feed 25 people each morning for the Saturday and Sunday. And some white sandals for her to wear in the ceremony. So we got up earlier on the day we were driving to do the shopping.
The wedding rehearsal was supposed to be Friday at 7pm. We hear they are going to pick up the rings Friday in a city four hours away from them. The minister shows up at 7pm, no couple. (We were texting with people who were there, because since Marie has a reputation for being late, we were chilling somewhere else nearby until we know the rehearsal is really going to happen.) Eventually Marie and BF show up at 9pm, but the minister has left. So now the plan is rehearsal 11:30am Saturday, wedding at 1pm sharp.
We were at the rehearsal at 11:30, happy couple doesn't show up until 12 noon. It is a ceremony in the groom's backyard, so quite casual... in fact, we were all asked to bring our own lawn chairs. But the rehearsal takes place.
The ceremony is short and sweet. Afterwards, there's a sheet cake. But no plates or forks. Someone finds a knife to cut the cake and a roll of paper towels. Kind of a messy experience, but of course since nobody magically thought to bring that kind of thing, and the bride and groom were giving no directions, that's what happens.
The biggest special snowflake moment though was that the bride insisted the day would be gorgeous for the outside ceremony and later reception/dinner. So of course they had no plan in case of rain. The reception was supposed to be at 4pm "sharp" (I heard Marie say this directly). Of course the couple doesn't show up until 5pm, and we don't eat until 5:30... at which point it starts to rain. The bride and groom attempt to insist it's ok, but finally the bride gives in (after we're all wet) and agrees to move everything into her house.
The only reason the event worked at all was because the bride's family was working tirelessly behind the scenes, off the cuff, with no direction, all day. I heard enough grumbling that I'm pretty sure that Marie will be on her own if she ever hosts another event. But it's over!