Heritage Bible Tradition
I know it’s been a while, but I’m back on the recap wagon! Life hit Mr. Blue Moon and me hard right after the wedding, as we’re tackling constantly changing hours at his place of employment and both working through our first semester of grad school.
For those of you who are just now tuning in to the Blue Moon wedding weekend, I kicked things off with a spa day and bridesmaids’ luncheon with some of my favorite ladies! I’m so glad we started with these two events before the official festivities began, because they really helped calm my nerves and get me in a relaxed frame of mind before becoming a bride.
After the luncheon ended, many of our out-of-town guests were beginning to arrive, so we headed back to Mr. Blue Moon’s parents’ place as a central meeting point to greet everybody.
My best friends from college sent goofy photos while en route to Nashville to keep us entertained.
Once all of our Georgia crew arrived, Mr. Blue Moon’s and my excitement went through the roof. It felt so awesome to be surrounded by all our good friends, laughing it up and having a grand old time. Before we knew it, it was almost four and time to head over to the church to rehearse.
The rehearsal went by really fast, y’all. I expected it to be a lot more stressful than it was. I managed to take one selfie of my initial walk-through of the church, but I was so READY to get the rehearsal over with and get to the fun part.
This is the face of a happy bride-to-be.
I think that the process was eased a bit because we were prepared. Our wedding planner said I had it “together,” but honestly all I did was decide before the rehearsal who I wanted to walk with whom, and in what order, down the aisle. We had some minor drama over the grandmothers’ escorts, because you know that everybody else has in their head who they want to walk with ahead of time, but we got it all hammered out. Our officiant and my cousin, Steve, asked us for permission to use jokes in the ceremony, which we gave with our blessing, and he warned us that there would be a lot of them. We locked up the church, and that was that. It was seriously all such a blur because, I’m telling you, we were GIDDY with excitement.
Next, we headed to our rehearsal dinner, which Mr. Blue Moon’s parents generously hosted for us at the Franklin Mercantile. This restaurant was a favorite of mine when I worked summers down the street at a law firm, and it completely blew us away all decked out for a wedding reception.
MOH K and a dear guest at our rehearsal dinner
The flower arrangements and delicious hors d’oeuvres selected by my in-laws.
Though we did book the restaurant and plan a special menu, our rehearsal dinner was extremely laid-back and casual, and included 50 of our closest family members, friends, and out-of-town guests. We had plenty of time to mix and mingle before dinner was served, with a selection of dips before dinner and either red or white wine, or water or fruit tea. We did not make a seating chart for either the rehearsal dinner or the wedding reception, so we and our guests floated from table to table and I really feel like we had a chance to visit with everybody.
The menu, created by my sweet and talented mother-in-law
As dinner wore down, Mr. Blue Moon’s dad made a toast and described how Mr. Blue Moon and I first met, as well as some of the areas where we are working together to make our community and the world a better place. His toast was so sweet and nearly had me crying. I hardly ever cry, so that is really saying something! My dad also made a toast welcoming Mr. Blue Moon to the family, and he presented me with my baby bible that my parents have held onto all these years. It was a gift from my Nana, and as Dad explained in his speech, she had given it to me on the same date as our wedding in 1993. The date is written on the inside and everything, though it has been packed away in a closet since forever and we just selected our wedding date because it was convenient. How uncanny is that?
My mom carried her baby bible down the aisle with her bouquet when she married my dad. This is a tradition that her side of the family has practiced for many generations. Carrying a white bible is said to have originated in northern Ireland, and has since been a tradition that made its way to the South. I don’t frequently hear it mentioned in popular wedding culture so much, so I wonder if it is just an old Southern family thing or if it has fallen out of favor for some reason. In any case, my mom put her own spin on it by carrying her bible in front of her bouquet, and I decided to do the same.
Our rehearsal dinner ended on this sweet and tender note, and people started to leave for the night. I wish I could say that I went to bed early and got a full night of beauty sleep, but some of the younger crowd and close family met back at my in-laws’ house, where we told stories, retold old jokes and crowd favorites, and basically pre-gamed the wedding into the early hours of the morning. It was so much fun, a great last hurrah with our college friends before we became old married people, and I wouldn’t have had it any other way!
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