I told my dad I didn’t want to do the father/daughter dance because my husbands mom had past away a few years back and I didn’t want to make him sad about that. But my dad seemed bummed out about it, and my husband insisted that it didn’t make a difference to him, so I ended up doing the dance. I’m kind of glad, since I’ve never really danced with him as an adult and it was very sweet actually.

I like traditions. My dad would absolutely die if he did not walk me down the aisle, not because he is giving me away to some one, he is just accompanying me down the aisle. He´s just happy to share that moment with me. It´s sweet.

And the mad scramble for the bouquet is always hilarious.

Like some have posted before, some people like traditions, others dont. You dont have to trash other people´s traditions or ideas just to validate your own.

Cake as we know it was not what was served when the wedding “cake” tradition began. The cake was more like fruitcake, frequently was sweet rolls piled up in a big pile, and it was pretty easy to preserve. Besides, don’t you think they had things like cisterns, root cellars and cold boxes to keep things cool? They did have ice back in the day…

The handfasting tradition that predates the church wedding contained many of these traditions, including plunging a dagger into a chalice of red wine. You guess what that means.

I tried to be like them after I was married, but now I decided to heck with all this long-suffering acquiescence – I am just as entitled to the same kind of treatment and respect. My husband wonders what happened to the sweet, giving, supportive girl he married, who is now demanding equally good treatment…or else! (smile)

Frankly, alot of what is in this article smells of manure – you need to do better than this….