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I've Been Married 11 Years and This Is What I Remember About My Wedding Day


"If you see me shed a tear tonight, it's because they handed me the bill." Those were my father's closing words at my wedding nearly 11 years ago. That night was 15 months in the making. My mother and I pined over menus, flowers, cakes, and decorations. We wanted every detail to be etched into my husband's and my brain for as long as we both shall live. Four kids later, I don't remember any of that stuff.

For the most important day of my life, I chose a designer dress from a local boutique. It was beaded and gorgeous. I wore the dress for a total of six hours. Yes, less than your average workday. My dream frock ended up costing several hundred dollars an hour. Today, it is sitting in a Space Bag in my basement among Christmas decorations, old CDs, and baby clothes that I can't seem to part with. I have been busy this last decade and haven't had the time to get it preserved. Here's hoping my sewer line never backs up.

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Even though I was terrified that I might drop something on my beautiful white gown, I was hell bent on having a meal that my guests would be talking about for years to come. My mother and I tasted several types of cuisine and put together the perfect menu. We started with a salad and then, hmm, might have been Prime rib, could have been White Castle. I have no idea. I may just put out a Facebook poll for my 200 wedding guests and see what they remember chewing on that night. Although I do remember devouring an overpriced chocolate bar out of the minifridge in our honeymoon suite later that night because I was starving.

The cake was big and it was white, but I never had any of it. There would be none of that cake-smashing nonsense messing up my hair and makeup. There was, however, a for-the-wedding-album-only picture taken before the cake was whisked away. It was cut in the kitchen and never made its way back to me. Several bakeries, tastings, and endless selections were for naught. They could have thrown me a flapjack that night and I would have been thrilled.

My mother and I visited dozens of bars, clubs, and music venues to see the best local wedding bands. I wanted a male vocalist and musicians who could play a variety of music. After months of listening to every group in the city, we chose the perfect band and paid them a ton of money. We even recommended them to family and friends and anyone who would listen. I swore that I would follow them to every casino and club in the bistate area for the next 20 years. If you offered me £1 million and 30 seconds to tell you the band's name right now, I'd be walking off with the £3 I have in my wallet.

As a little girl I spent hours looking at my parents' wedding album. There was feathered hair, pleated polyester, and more than one ruffled shirt. I couldn't wait until I had an album of my own to spend hours reminiscing over. I am sure that I'll get around to looking at the album someday, when I can find it. I am pretty sure that it is in the secretary, but I haven't seen it since we moved two years ago. Maybe one day my kids will want to take a look, too. I'll have to somehow convert it to a digital slideshow to view on their iPads, though. Touching actual books is so beneath them.

My parents did everything they could to ensure that my husband and I, their only daughter, had the most amazing wedding experience. And I assure you, we did. But I don't remember the details from my wedding any more than I remember details from last Tuesday. I may not know what my shoes looked like, but I know that my parents worked their entire lives to make sure that I was wearing them. The cake may have never made it back to me, but the guests who got a slice were smiling and laughing and enjoying themselves.

That one day of your life is about so much more than the details. It's about the big picture. If you can reflect on your wedding day fondly, even if you don't have every minute memorised, that's OK. If you can look at your spouse lovingly and say, "You are the best decision I ever made," you are doing it right. And if you can start saving your pennies today for the biggest day of your own daughter's life, you will shed fewer tears when it finally arrives.

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Durham wife seeks lost wedding dress that husband donated to Goodwill


A Durham woman is desperately trying to get back her wedding dress after her husband accidentally gave it away to Goodwill.

Natalie Gelbert had her “priceless” wedding dress in a bag in the family’s car, she said on a Facebook post.

The expensive dress, which the family is still paying for, was going to be cleaned and preserved, she said.

But, also in the car were some bags of items to donate to Goodwill’s Roxboro Road location next to Food Lion, Gelbert said.

Gilbert’s husband got the wedding dress bag mixed in with the items to donate.

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“It was a total mistake,” said Gelbert, whose Facebook page indicates she was married about 18 months ago.

Gelbert realized her dress was missing two days ago and found out from a Goodwill employee it had been sold for around $25.

“I’m so, so, so upset and posting this in hopes whomever bought it might see this,” she wrote, adding four sad face emojis, including three who are crying.

Gelbert said that she wants to buy the dress back from the person who purchased it from Goodwill.

“I totally understand that it was a great deal and just a complete steal for them,” Gelbert said. “(It was) sold for dirt cheap, but to me it’s priceless and so, if they could find the kindness in their heart to return it to me or let me buy it off them, it would mean the world to me.”

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Couple to Have First-Ever Spam-Themed Wedding


As announced in the weirdest press release we’ve ever read, two people will be married on April 25 in the first-ever Spam-themed wedding at the official Spam Museum in Austin, Minnesota.

British Spam super-fan Mark “I Love SPAM” Benson—and yes, that is his legal name, and no, you cannot make this shit up— is a long-time devotee of the salty meat pâté. Both his father and his grandfather worked at the Liverpool Spam Manufacturing facility, so Spam is in Benson’s blood, so to speak. Benson’s fiancee, Anne Mousley, had the idea to give Benson the perfect dream wedding at the Spam Museum. She contacted the Spam brand and found the company was more than happy to assist the couple in achieving their Spammy dreams.


The nuptials will be lead by Spam Brand Manager Jaynee Sherman, a self-declared “Spaminister.” The ceremony will take place among the brightly colored exhibits of the Spam Museum, which includes a mock-world market, various “canstuments” and a gift shop. After the ceremony, the newlyweds and their two daughters Milly and Evie will embark on a honeymoon to the annual SPAM Jam Festival in Waikiki, Hawaii. Afterwards, they will return to Liverpool, where they will continue making their favorite Spam recipes, which include Spam Omelettes, Spam Casserole, Spam and Cheese Toasties and Spam Breakfast Fry-Up.

We’re attaching the wedding invitation and announcement below, just in case you’re starting to think this is fake news (we wouldn’t blame you, in these circumstances). We wish Mark and Anne the best of luck in their new married life, and we suggest Paste’s article on the art of pâtés.

Also, um, we might’ve spent way too long looking through the Spam official recipes, and we’re definitely interested in a few, such as the Hawaiian Spam Burger, Spam Mmmmusubi, Spam Hello Kitty Musubi and these curious Spammy Tots. Like … are we crazy for thinking a lot of these recipes look kind of awesome?



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