On the day that our wife and I got married, every one of us ran into a single concern after another.
If I was the genre of person to believe in superstition, I might not have said yeah on that day.
Every one of us stayed in a hotel the night before the wedding and every one of us were in separate rooms. I didn’t sleep at all that night, because the a/c was making peculiar noises. I could not turn the a/c off, because it was too moderate and humid inside of the room. I was already miserable and tired when I got up in the morning and then our automobile would not start. I had to leave the automobile in the parking lot and take an Uber to the church. The wedding standard was not the pastor that every one of us planned to use, because the other guy got sick with the flu several mornings before our wedding day. I felt relieved after the several of us said I do. Every one of us drove together to the reception hall and I was starving by the time every one of us arrived. I don’t suppose I ate much of our breakfast that morning. I was thinking about lunch while I was in the toast and the first dance. The cake was set up in the corner of the room, away from the rest of the food. I didn’t realize the cake was resting under a tepid air vent. The caterer should have realized the cake was resting under the tepid air vent. Instead, the concern went unnoticed and the cake began to melt from the heat, however by the time every one of us break the cake, half the flowers were dropping and sitting on the bottom of the plate. The furnace vent was the last of several disasters on that day.