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When I was about four I was a flower girl in my uncles wedding. The wedding party was having a hard time trying to convince me to go down the aisle with the ring bearer because I felt I wasn't ready to. After some coaxing I stepped into the aisle and realized that it was, as I had feared, MY wedding! I knew it all along! I was not going to let them force me to marry him! I didn't like the ring bearer at all. I kicked him in the junk and screamed "I won't do it!"
i used to think marriage was way babies are made, but that women can also make them on their own (that is why there is such thing as single mothers)
when I was little I thought that "getting laid" meant to elope, so one day my Dad was telling
me about how a young couple he knew really loved eachother but couldn't afford a wedding, so I told him "why don't they just get laid?"
I thought I was saying "why dont they elope?"
I definatly got a bad look from that one.
I used to believe that when family and friends cry at a wedding it was because they hated either the groom or the bride and did't wan't the to get married.
I used to believe the "martial arts" is something like learning about marriage and things you do before the wedding.
When I first saw pictures of my parent's wedding, I noticed that the flower girl was, oddly enough, not me. I got very upset over this, and DEMANDED to know why I wasn't the flower girl. I hadn't realized that it would be a few years before I was to be born.
When I was a little girl, adults would say things like when you grow up and choose a husband...
I visualized one day, an older me inspecting a long line of prospective husbands. A distressing prospect since at 6 or 7 I could not imagine what I would want in a husband, even why I would even want one.
When I was little I always used to pass by this store that said Welding supplies--I miss read it as Wedding supplies--For many years I was horrified and the thought of getting married and having a wedding fearing that I would have to buy saws, blowtorches and other heavy machinery just to get married.
When I was about 5 or 6, I used to believe that when a girl wanted to get married, she would go out in a wedding dress, and propose to any man passing by whom she fancied!
i once asked my aunt when i was little if husbands came with names or did you have to name them when you got them
My parents were married on May 25. Anyway, my parents still had a calendar from the year they were married, and I was paging through it when I saw the word "Wedding," but I didn't know whose wedding it was for. For a long time, I thought ALL marriages HAD to be on May 25, or the grown-ups couldn't get married for another year, and if they tried to get married at another time, they'd go to jail. (It didn't help that all of my relatives got married around this time.)
Anyway, we were going to another wedding in mid-winter, and I knew that it was not May 25, let alone May. When the bride and groom were about to recite their vows, I shouted, really horrified, "YOU CAN'T DO THAT! IT'S NOT MAY 25! YOU'LL GO TO JAIL!!!" The congregation broke out in laughter, and I wondered why. My mom explained that people can get married at any time, and May 25 was the day she and Dad got married. Needless to say, people still tease me about it.
i used to believe that when a man and woman got married, they agreed to be married by eating bowl of holy macaroni and cheese together:
"dearly beloved, we are gathered together, to join together this man and this woman in holy macaroni"
In 1980, my uncle got remarried to a Jewish woman. Our side of the family was Catholic, and hers was Jewish. They had a really hard time finding a Priest or Rabbi to marry them.
They finally found a Rabbi who would perform the ceremony.
My youngest cousin asked me what to call the man wearing the cap. I told her to call him Rabbi.
She called him "Father Rabbi" all day. Thank God, he got a kick out of it!
My grandparents all divorced before I was born, so I never actually encountered married elderly people. I came to the conclusion that marriage hadn't been invented yet back then, like colour television or computers.
When I was little and I would go to a wedding, I just couldn't understand the part where they talked about the "Awfully" wedded wife. If she was so awful, why was he marrying her anyway?
I grew up in Ireland, I had a catholic upbringing and regularly visited the church which was nearby. As a little girl it was a big thrill to stand at the back of the church while a wedding was in progress, when the bride and groom left the altar to go to the sacristy behind the altar I always though that they were going in there to get the "equipment" for making babies...in actual fact they went in there to sign the registry.
It made perfect sense to me at the time.....
I overheard my mom one day say that if you "slept together" that you needed to get engaged and then get married. I started sobbing because I had crawled in bed with my big brother the night before during a storm and I was convinced that I had to now marry my brother when I got older. I was crushed.
I believed that if people had the same birthday, they should get married. Having the same birthday as Prince William, at age twelve I wrote a letter to him explaining my theory.
The most ironic thing? The only man I met with the same birthday as me is the man I eventually married!
I had very complex beliefs about marriage. I thought that, when a girl was ready to marry (in her late teens or early twenties), she would put on a wedding dress, get in a van, and have her parents drive her to the nearest city, bouquet in hand. She would then walk the streets of the city asking any man she saw to marry her, and, once she found someone, they would go to the nearest church and be married on the spot.
once my mom and i were going through her wedding photo album and my mom was telling about it when it suddenly it occured to me that i wasn't in any of the pictures and asked her why she didn't take any of mine ,so she told me that i wasn't there, i got real mad and drove her crazy asking why she didn't invite me. i thought she and my dad got married sometime when i was asleep