Humorous Weddings: Is It Appropriate Or Insane?

Everything had began magnificently the day I attended the renaissance fair. It was the first time I’d ever been to any festival of the sort, and the air was full of magic. At exactly 10:30 in the morning, the ceremony began. The King and Queen presented themselves atop the castle’s balcony to address their people. As the beautiful royals welcomed us into their kingdom, my heart beat erratically, and I crossed the threshold with my breath held. There were so many events that I wanted to see, and activities I wanted to try; I couldn’t wait to get inside. I wasn’t just an ordinary guest, however, I had a job to do. Carrying my instrument lightly with one hand, dressed as a princess and feeling important, I walked proudly through the bustling

The King’s Speech (2010) follows King George VI, referred to as Bertie throughout the film, as he seeks stuttering treatment while managing his increasing responsibilities in the years preceding World War II. One of the ongoing thematic elements of The King’s Speech was Bertie’s on-going struggle with his self-confidence and self-worth, especially as the looming responsibilities of kingship magnify his feelings of inadequacy.

“My King,” Earl Michal says, moving through the door. “The nobles are clamoring for your presence. Word has spread throughout the castle of what has transpired between you and the Prince.”

The royal palace of Fidelis was in a greater tizzy than it had been since the celebration of your previous (and failed) betrothal two years ago. And you were much less excited for what was causing it this time around. You had woken up at dawn with a solid feeling of dread in the pit of your stomach once you became cognizant of what would be occurring later in the day. One of the princes of Fidelis’s neighboring kingdoms would be arriving at high noon to begin his courtship. The strong desire to rescind the arrangement, or even your right to the throne filled your heart and mind all throughout breakfast and up until the arrival of the prince. Currently, your maid was escorting you to the main hall of the palace, where you (and you alone) would

Congratulations to Ron Barbian, Rich Busalacchi, Tom Slota and Melanie Kuzmanovic on a well-earned election or re-election. Please enjoy the positive affirmation our community gave you on April 5 in our nonpartisan races. I give you credit for stepping up to do this hard work and for taking the heat and tough criticism that often comes with elected office in our Village.

Good Morning, How are you today? My day has like always, crazy! I know that all has been hard on both of us, we both do care for each other. We know that, I know that your work friend will bash me no matter what I do, because he hates to see you talking to another guy, I told you if I was in his shoes, I would do the same. Do I want to be a jerk, someone that you think doesn't care, no, however the situation and being found out multiple times makes me uneasy. I know the extent he will go to unearth anything we have, it also scares me because you left that information, even if you didn't intent to, but in a location where it could be discovered. That was one of the rules you told me at the beginning. All of that leaves me at a point where I

Now, me being the royal newborn baby, my Heb was especially extravagant. The castle was full of partygoers: noble or not, everyone was invited. Ribbons and lanterns decorated the walls, along with censers pouring out sweet smoke at every corner. In the main hall, bowls of fresh fruit, savory food, pitchers of milk, jars of honey, and sweet treats were arranged on long wooden tables. Kegs full of fruity wine were stacked against the walls, seeming to never run empty as the guests drank their fill. There was music, games, and dancing; the room seemed to glow with the happiness of the event. The king and queen sat at the the front of the room in extravagant thrones, with me in between them, sleeping

I’m so happy to hear from you! I am doing well! Our wedding date is August 20th of this year … it will be here in no time. I can’t believe it!! Every time I change my mind about something, I remember you telling me about the various things you had made decisions on... then a few days would go by and you would change your mind. Now I'm going through it and I giggle every time because I always assumed it wouldn’t be a big deal to decide but it becomes one when it's your day.

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I checked myself one last time in my full length mirror before deciding to call Nana to zip up my dress.

We all have been talking and discussing Daddy’s inheritance these past few weeks. I have given our discussions a lot of thought. Now, I would like to share just what I think and truly believe we should do. I strongly believe we three should agree, and I also strongly believe that we should not lose sight that we are bonded as siblings, which I have always held dear and have cherished. I would not want Dad’s inheritance to change any of this. It is his gift of love for us that we are here at this moment trying to find the best way for the three of us to parse out his gift.

I would pick apart each section of my body as I looked in my full-length mirror. Even the movies that I watched featured girls standing and criticizing their bodies that I considered stunning. If even they weren’t pretty, then what did that make me? I was surrounded by a society telling me to hate my body since I wasn’t identical to the bodies of models, and I listened. I needed to look like those models to be attractive, to be popular, to be flawless. Society set out these rigid and uniform standards that I had to

A single day is just twenty four hours, which doesn’t amount to much in the grand scheme of things. This axiomatic division of time defines our lives, separating our time on Earth into tiny bits that shape the way we live. The day starts at midnight, the instant the clock strikes twelve. The few first hours are dark and lifeless, save the few unreasonable souls that remain awake. The things that still stir during this time will soon be won over by sleep, joining the ranks of those whose eyes keep shut. These hours don’t quite count, because hardly any record of them exists. All we know is that the hours have passed, purely because our clocks tell us so, as if we hit a fast forward button and skipped through time. The darkness of the night blurs

As a symbol of long lasting commitment to your one true love until death do us part. My great grandmother’s wedding ring has been passed down and is currently in my mother's possession since she is the oldest daughter. I hope that on my wedding day the ring will be passed down to me even though my sister is the oldest between the two of us. It’s very special to me because I love nothing more then imagining my own wedding someday in the near future and hope this heirloom that signifies long lasting love and commitment is passed down to me.

"Then the words don 't fit you," said the King, looking round the court with a smile. There was a silence.