So the day before rehersal day, hadn't slept my friend flew in from Florida, and my parents needed my car to load stuff in so my friend and I got our nails done relaxed and got left at the salon, called multiple times, didn't get picked up sat for an hour until one of my friends friends came to get us. (MOH is florida friend), we later head to the location for rehersal in my car together after getting dropped off back at my parents house.
Later rehersal day we get to the location which is in the boonies in a state park with no service, except one parking king lot with service. ( We know this, it's fine.) We intend on heading to the cabin, but my mom ( mom-zilla, yes I love her) hands the directions to my other bridesmaid (who is in a separate hotel room) doesn't tell us, and leaves to head to the cabin. My MOH and I are left for over 3 hours in a parking lot by ourselves before my dad comes to tell us what has happened, ( we are confused, lost and have no idea what's going on at this point. We drove around aimlessly since no one came to get us for an hour before heading back to the original parking lot) There is only one parking spot at this cabin that is supposedly supposed to hold lots of people, it's over 30 mins away off road and steep inclines on each side, so I spend the next couple hours crying trying to figure out alternate plans or considering cancelling all together. (My MOH rocks and helped me not go off the deep end) keep in mind mom-zilla told us nothing we didn't know what was going on this entire time. The directions are stupid confusing there is no address to this cabin, just dorections.
Rehersal was supposed to start at 6, but we ended up waiting until 9pm on the groomsman and his wife to show up since we had to carpool them to the cabin. Needless to say there was no rehersal at all by the time we got back it was after 10, the pizza we picked up was cold we hung out for a bit and slept.
Wedding day, everything seemed to go ok until the grooms family showed up 2+ hours late, so the groom had to go pick them up right before the wedding, making it a almost 4pm wedding instead of 1:30.It also meant my mom had to leave in between the ceremony and reception to pick up the catering, because they were late.There was no rehersal so who was holding my flowers ect was discussed right before we walked out, mom-zilla picked my aisle song my dress ripped on a nail in the board as I was walking out the cabin patio and tripped me up, I finally make it to the front, I can't hear the preacher, neither can the camera guy, (he told me after and apologized) which I couldn't understand him either and I was right there. There was no turn and face each other or anything like that we awkwardly held right hands (like he said ) and I said "I do" to something I didn't even hear. ( He did repeat himself multiple times for us to say "I do" ) but that was literally all I understood. The wedding was so late we didn't have time for any dancing we had to take photos before everyone left. Grooms dad and grandparents had to leave right after the ceremony ( due to medical condition) so they didn't get to see the cake or anything else
We didn't get to rehearse so I am having to explain to the groom to how to cut the cake, feed each other while it's happening. People are tell directions at him because it's not getting through and I'm sure he was still nervous. Mom adds on plastic champagne flutes to add to the frustration which I also have to explain. We spend the rest of the time taking photos after eating.
We got married September 19th and I thought I was ok with it and I'm not. I'm still pretty upset with how it went. It's not a day I cant do over again. I don't know if I'll ever get over it. Just needed somewhere to put all this emotion. Thanks for reading
