Well, the wedding is over. I've been disfellowshipped.
Just kidding ;) Seriously, everything went all right. No questions asked, just smiles and the somewhat awkward "I'm really glad you could make it" from people who stared at me a just a little too long while saying that.
Okay, the talk: God, JW wedding and funeral talks are the worst! It's like a form letter you receive from some corporation: impersonal and rigid. The JWs are probably the most predictable religion on the planet.
Near shockingly too much emphasis by the speaker (the grooms brother, btw) on how the wife must respect her husband "no matter what." I put those words in quotation marks for a reason -- that is exactly what the elder said! I looked at my mom sitting next to me when he stated that and she just gulped. It was bad.
Ah, but the husband should allow the wife to decide some matters, such as where they go on vacation. Gee, that's so generous. Really, the entire talk was so incredibly demeaning towards women I should report them to Amnesty International.
Other than that, it was a pretty typical wedding. My brother-in-law gave the prayer at the reception and thanked Jehovah "for the flavorful food" that was provided. Seeing that this was before anyone ate the meal I think that was rather presumptuous, don't you?
There was the typical "no rice throwing or clinking of glasses." Musn't have those evil spirits in attendence. Oh, but there was quite a bit of "spirits" being consumed! Open bar all night -- I thought it was brought out at the last DC that this would be "unwise" (read: rule)?
I didn't drink too much. Nor did I say anything "offensive" (read: true). Actually, I'm quite glad that I went as it was an exhibition for me of exactly why I left this crummy religion. One must be reminded of that from time to time.
Bradley