My mother and I have two completely different ideas of what a wedding is. But before I tell you her thoughts on weddings in the new millennium, let me rewind to July 23, 1977. This is when Mama and Papa Walrus got married. This is 37 years ago. They had a pretty extravagant affair for the ’70s. (My dad has his afro to prove it. I would show you guys, but after their divorce, who knows what happened to those wedding albums.) They had a guest count of about 300 people at the church that is still my church home (just in a different location), followed by a reception and dinner and dancing. Sounds pretty typical right?
Now fast forward to present day, 2014. The problem is that my mother (mainly being the one in sticker shock over the price inflation of weddings over the past 30+ years) INSISTS that wedding receptions are simply: A receiving line after the ceremony, and you serve your guests cake and punch and the wedding is done. *blank stare*
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