When my husband and I got married, we literally threw convention
to the wind. Trying to plan a wedding on a small (almost
nonexistent) budget, we decided to have our wedding outdoors,
down by the river at a local park.
Although the weather is usually scorching hot at that time of
year, the day we got married (August 26) was unusually mild,
although a bit windy. I don't think the temperature ever rose
about 80 degrees that day.
After a short wedding ceremony and lots of wedding day jitters,
our family and friends stayed around for a potluck picnic. We
couldn't afford anything fancy, and knowing how much our families
enjoy getting together for picnics and barbecues, we knew they
wouldn't at all mind pitching in.
My husband's aunt made a beautiful wedding cake for us, my mom
brought the sandwich fixings (hoagie rolls, lunch meat, and
cheese from Costco), and everyone else brought stuff to drink,
salads, chips, and desserts. Everyone pitched in to help and we
all had a great time. My aunt and uncle even brought their brand
new motor home for us to change our clothes in.
After a wonderful lunch, cleanup was a breeze, and my husband and
I were off to the mountains for a quiet weekend alone.