The bride did not follow her own instructions. I didnt arrive the church until shortly before noon. This was not due to my choice! Bridesmaid Kelly and I were eating breakfast when suddenly everyone else vanished. They even took my car. We had no way to get to the church. And they did not return.
In my wedding op order, I told everyone to be at the church by 11:32. Someone had told me that people pay more attention to odd times than they do to times like 11:30.
This was not a good thing. I had set this deadline and I should obey it! What kind of example was I setting? Oh my.
I paced up and down the dining room, fretting and complaining all the while. I was not a happy camper. How dare they take my car and strand me here? Had they forgotten me?
Kelly kept trying to calm me down, to soothe my uptight nerves, but I was having none of that.
I wanted to be at the church and I wanted to be there right this minute!
Dad got a rather angry welcome when he finally showed up in my Oldsmobile. Once we arrived the church, all was well. Even though Kelly and I were late, the wedding still started right on time. Whew!