Although I have been married 25 years, I still remember some of the funny things that happened at our wedding ceremony. I can’t tell you what songs were sung, nor who all was there, but I do remember the funny things.

I wore a white tux at our wedding. You know…white shirt, white shoes, white pants, white jacket, white tie, and white socks………wait a minute….did I say white socks? Yes, I went the whole day of my wedding getting all my stuff together, and forgot about white socks. It did not hit me until I was getting changed in to my tux. When I started taking off my gym socks, I realized that they were the only socks I had…no time to get another pair from anywhere.

My gym socks were white, but they had a very wide blue and red stripe at the top (that was fashionable back then). After leaving my socks on, and then putting my pants on, I realized that you could still see the red and blue stripe through my pant legs. So, I decided to roll down my socks, and hide the stripes. Boy, was I clever…or so I thought.

Right before we lit the unity candles, we kneeled at a bench for prayer. When I went to my knees, I knew right away that my pants leg had rose up a little bit, exposing the big red and blue stripes. Oh well, at least the crowd got a laugh. LOL

Then, it came time to light the unity candle. No problem, right? Wrong. When I tried to take the candle out of the holder, it would not budge. I finally gave it a hard jerk, and lo and behold, the candle holder broke, and I was holding both the holder and the candle. I didn’t miss a beat. I kept going. When we were through with the candles, I blew mine out and laid it on the stage.

After the ceremony, it was time to take pictures. The photographer wanted a picture of us lighting the unity candle. By then, somebody has loosened the candle, so it came right out. I stood by my wife with the candle in one hand, and my other hand by my side. I asked this really stupid question……I raised my other hand and asked…”so where do I put this other hand?” My uncle was sitting in the audience and he yelled, “hey, you are married now…figure it out.”

When it was time to leave on our honeymoon, we went out to my car to find shaving cream in the door handle, and slices of pepperoni pizza on my windshield and back window. Then, there was a sign scribbled on my back window with shaving cream. It said…”Another one bites the dust!”