Ahh a day in the life of the groom’s side. With showers and suits to throw on, there isn’t much time needed for the boys to get ready.
The lead up to the wedding day was quite competitive for the boys. With an open spot for the best man and seven guys in the running, the day was alternatively spent with a race for the best man.
Now I will never know how exactly it all went down, but I do know it involved ax throwing (no, I’m not kidding) and an epic match of rock paper scissors. Apparently it got quite intense and came down to the two brothers, GM Jer and GM Duffy. I wasn’t allowed to know who was the final winner until the ceremony, which I was so excited about. And, after months of saying I wouldn’t look at anyone but the best man as I walked down the aisle, I totally forgot to look until minutes into the ceremony when I leaned to the side to see Mr. Narwhal’s best friend GM Duffy standing there. It still brings a smile to my face when I think about it (and stay tuned for some really touching photos during the ceremony!).
Editor’s note: This post was written by Mr. Sugar Cube.
Mr. Sugar Cube here.
When it comes to wedding planning, we as men usually pass the proverbial remote control to our wonderful ladies, but let’s be real—as a man we want our wedding day to be awesome! However, you shouldn’t expect your SO to want to be a part of it all every minute of every day. Most men have been to a wedding or two in their day, but most of us have NO IDEA how much planning is really involved. Here are a few things that Miss Sugar Cube did that really got me hooked into planning our day, along with a tip or two on how to keep him involved.
First, she makes it easy. Miss Sugar Cube knows me very well and knew that too much detail would send my head spinning, and not like it did the first time we kissed. So one of the very first things we did was sit down with a notepad and pen, and write out a list of everything that needed to be done in chronological order, under the months the tasks needed to be completed by, from last August until this November. This helped to break down what needed to be done now and what could wait. She also didn’t overwhelm me with a million choices, and she was ALWAYS open to my opinions and thoughts. Like whether we wanted an indoor or outdoor wedding. Together we would come to an agreement, and then, with a lot of the details, she would come to me and we would choose what we liked. Tip: Everyone loves crossing things off a list, so Miss Sugar Cube printed the list and made it so I could cross things off as we go.
As you saw, girl getting ready time all took place in my hotel suite, with hair and makeup coming to us. The guys operated a little bit differently, obviously, so I’ll rely on Sphinx to tell the story of their morning (but not without some commentary from yours truly, of course).
The day began like every other; the birds woke me up with their merry songs. I got out of bed with a good stretch, then walked to the mailbox and waved “Hey” to the neighbor.
No, seriously, I was up later than intended writing my letter to Miss Pyramid after drinking more than intended when several groomsmen came over to the house after our Rock ‘N’ Bowl party. So the first step was to pound a Red Bull and get the pulled pork going in the Crock-Pot for sandwiches.
First to arrive was GM Jojo, with a 12 pack of beer and cigars. Then came BM Skittles with the flasks of Jameson and a lot of 5 Hour Energy boxes. The furthest away was GM Goatee, so he picked up GM Moe and GM Shark on the way to our house, with a case of beer in tow.
GM Lil Bro, Daddy P, Sphinx, and BM Skittles all acting real cool and casual / Unless stated, all photos by Eau Claire Photographics
When I think about the role of the groom-to-be, I think of two extremes.
Groom #1 is like my older brother:
Brother’s wedding day/ Personal photo
This groom is heavily involved in the planning process. He attends every vendor meeting and is actively involved with every decision. Not only does he care about the DJ, but also the color of the napkins and the type of flowers. He has researched the registry to bits and is quite vocal about his own vision.
I’ve heard a lot of ladies complaining about their fiances putting their foot down on certain wedding-related details. Some have even gone so far as to accuse their significant others of being groomzillas. Now, I think the “-zilla” title can be a little unfair, whether it’s thrown at a man or a woman—but I think that opens up an interesting discussion into the role of both parties in planning a wedding.
I’ve read that, traditionally, the bride-to-be would take her mother to appointments with vendors. Now, the role of mothers is often replaced by the grooms. I admit, Mama Wallaby lives 3,000 miles away, and I was more than happy to have Mr. Wallaby by my side each time we met with a vendor. Of course, it depends entirely on your circumstances: since Mr. W and I live in the same city and our work schedules are very similar, it was easy for us to pencil in vendor appointments in the evenings after work.
Well, since Mr. Breezy is wearing a suit and tie, we figured sandals wouldn’t cut it. I know a lot of people equate hot climates with sandals, but I don’t think they’re necessary. Our ceremony is in the evening when it will have cooled down a bit. Not to mention the fact that there is going to be a LOT of dancin’ goin’ on at this wedding, and shoes seem to be a better choice for that.
I gave him some ideas, but in the end, here’s what Mr. Breezy went and picked out all by his lonesome:
Or, “How Bogart-Style Turned Out to Be Completely Bogus”
Well, I hope you’re happy, Agnes. That lovely, dreamy, steamy look won’t be conjuring up any images of martinis, shaken OR stirred, at our wedding after all. The white dinner jacket-black pants-black bow tie ensemble that we all fell so hard for, looked completely different on a body other than Bond’s…
Quick Side Note:
Mr. Shortcake was such a doll to let me dress him up when we visited the local Moore’s for Men during our trip home to B.C. Such a doll – and such a HAM:
I’m tempted to start starching and ironing his dress shirt collars just to see that face again! 😀 … read more
Because it’s the home stretch and we’re dealing with the last rush of wedding bills, the big ideas that Mr. Hum and I had for wedding gifts for each other have been indefinitely delayed. However, I wanted to still do something for my Mister, so the night before I’m giving him a couple of smaller gifts to enjoy.
Since Mr. Hum is stranded out in dial-up land, I am pretty sure he isn’t going to see this until after the wedding day, but to be safe, I’m doing the usual warning – No snooping you! I have pointy little elbows and I know how to use them! … read more