Weddings more involved than used to be

Sometimes I think it’s a miracle that I’m married. Oh, wait a minute, that didn’t sound right, did it? Although I’m sure many of you out there are saying, “No kidding, how could anyone put up with you?”

Point taken, but that’s not what I mean.

What I mean is it was amazing that I was able to get married in the first place. Yes, again, I know — amazing that anyone would agree to it. But it’s still not what I mean.

What I’m trying to say is that you have to wonder just how we were able to pull off the logistics of getting the ceremony done.

The confluence of recent events is what set off this disjointed train of thought. First, this seems to be the year of the wedding. After a slow stretch for a while, we’ve had a decent number of weddings to attend this year, with a couple more yet to come. And they’ve each been great in their own way.

There’s been my first outdoor wedding. There have been long ones and short ones. For one, I didn’t have a stopwatch on it, but if it lasted more than five minutes, then I’ll pick up the bar tab for the reception. And I’ve enjoyed every one.

The other event was the recent anniversary of our own wedding. Even with it being a milestone that ends in zero, it was a low-key “celebration.”

Just the bride and I out for dinner. And, again — yes, I know, it’s a miracle she’s put up with me for that long. But whenever that date rolls around, you can’t help but think back to your wedding day. And compare it to what you’ve seen more recently. That’s when I wonder just how we pulled it off.

For one, we had no wedding planner. There was no one whose job it was to plan out every detail, run through all the options, get everything there that day and in its right place. At least, not a professional. As with most of our wedding, those duties were mostly carried out by the bride and the mother of the bride. I’m sure I had to grunt out an approval (or disapproval) of a detail or two, but they carried the load. 

We had no Web page. It seems every wedding invitation or “save the date” card is accompanied by a website address. It’s where you go to learn all the details of the wedding and the couple.

How they met, first date, how he/she proposed and all the directions and information needed for the big day. I’m not sure how we got everyone to attend without knowing all this. It’s just as well. We would have had to turn to fiction writing to come up with stories to liven things up a little more than the way they happened. Trust me, our proposal wasn’t an elaborately choreographed moment. It might need a little jazzing up.

Of course, the fact the Internet wasn’t mainstream yet made having a Web page a little difficult. One thing that did exist then, although not as easy to pull off pre-Internet, was the gift registry.

Now there’s something we chose not to do. I can’t say as I clearly remember the decision not to “register,” but I think I would have had trouble with it. I’m reminded each year at Christmas time that I’m impossible to shop for.

Mainly because I’m lousy at coming up with suggestions. So, the idea of picking out a store or two and coming up with a list of things we would appreciate for wedding presents may have sent me over the deep edge.

Oh well, that means we had the excitement of opening presents without knowing what was coming — kind of like Christmas.

Our reception and dance weren’t choreographed to the second by a DJ half our age, there wasn’t a limo in sight, the vows came straight out of the book and nothing ended up on You Tube.

But a good time was had by all. Just like a wedding today that includes everything mentioned above.

So I think I’ll go to another one this weekend.

Now, what’s their website address again so I know where I’m going?  



Russ Batenhorst

Don't expect to detect a common topic or theme in Russ Batenhorst's weekly column in the Hastings Tribune. Usually it's whatever slice-of-life observation pops into his head just in time to make the deadline for it to appear each Friday.

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