Wow, what a weekend. Friday, after some negotiations, an offer was accepted and I got a contract on the house. Then on Sunday, Rachel (the oldest of my 2 younger sisters) got married. In typical fashion, my mom overdid it, but it looked really nice.
The wedding was held at the Historic Lowry House in Huntsville, AL. It’s in a neighborhood kind of similar to North Knoxville. There are some historic houses that kept up, but they are mostly surrounded by individuals that seem to have the only goal of being a menace to society. This became real evident on Saturday night at the rehearsal dinner. At the house next to the Lowry House, whenever they would leave, they had to peel out of their driveway. Naturally you being to wonder if they will do this during the wedding ceremony.
Well about an hour before the wedding was supposed to start, one of the menace to society that was mentioned above decided he would try and take a turn really fast. This is your typical + intersection. Anyways, so the guy lost control of his car and it comes crashing into a ditch in front of the Lowry House. Since it was just him involved, he didn’t want to call the cops to report it, but since it did damage to the Lowry House property, the owners of the Lowry House did call the cops. I’m not sure what the guy got cited for, but he wasn’t carried away by the cops. His car was totaled. About thirty minutes before the wedding was supposed to start, a tow-truck finally arrived and was able to remove the car. In the wedding, I was to serve as an usher. Since the best man was already going to be up front with Bryan, I had to escort my youngest sister Katie, since she was the Maid of Honor. The ceremony went off good, with the exception that the parent’s candles wouldn’t stay lit because of the wind. Rachel and Bryan just had to pretend that they were lighting the unity candle.
The reception was held at Terranova’s, a restaurant that is co-owned by Aunt and Uncle. I had never been there until Friday night and was surprised at how nice it looked and how good the food was. If you’re ever in the Huntsville/Madison area, you should check it out… anyways back to the reception. It was done in a traditional Polish style. Why Polish you ask? Well my mom’s side of the family descended from Polish immigrants. This picture is from the salt, bread, and wine ceremony. The sharing of the bread, salt and wine is an old Polish tradition. At the wedding reception, the parents of the bride and groom, greet the newly married couple with bread, which is lightly sprinkled with salt and a goblet of wine. With the bread, the parents are hoping that their children will never hunger or be in need. With the salt, they are reminding the couple that their life may be difficult at times, and they must learn to cope with life’s struggles. With the wine, they are hoping that the couple will never thirst and wish that they have a life of good health, and good cheer and share the company of many good friends.