Wow. Just read all these wedding/marriage horror stories. Reminds me of what one of my friends said once: "If the relationship can survive the wedding, it's a good sign". Another friend, watching me get stressed out with the wedding plans, commented that "All brides short-circuit sooner or later."
Our wedding was a big mistake, but the marriage was not. If I had the wedding to do over, I'd do it completely differently than the way we did it, but my husband would not. So I won't have it to do over, because I don't plan to ever get married again. I'm keeping the one I've got if I can get away with it. 18 years and still in love, and the proud adopted parents of two reptiles (one bearded dragon and one corn snake); no human children. The mistake, in my opinion, was in trying to turn our wedding into an attempt to convert our family and friends to our religion, even though they weren't allowed to be at the actual ceremony because they weren't members of our church. I'm not a member of that church anymore either, but my husband still is. It has made our marriage interesting, to say the least -- crucible for interfaith relations.
The one thing that brought me some comfort was when I read a book by Robert Fulghum (author of "All I Really Need To Know I Learned In Kindergarten" and a number of other similar books). He's a minister and has officiated at a number of weddings, and tells some pretty funny stories about them. He comments that most people make a mess out of their first wedding and then manage to learn from their mistakes if they have a second or third one, so count yourself lucky if you got it right the first time. So even if our wedding was a disaster, we must have done something right since we're still married 18 years later, and no one in either of our families has completely written us off either, so I guess that's something worth celebrating.
Charlie may be a "spoiled brat", but she's a really cute one. :mrgreen: