Stone Soup by Jan Eliot for March 04, 2015

Holly’s heels are already off the ground!

I read that as “shoes with little wheels”…

Well – it’s a thought…

And then you have to invite all of Phil’s police friends… should be fun!

Elope would be good.

How about sewing some lace onto her jeans?

Alix needs a tux.

I’m just thinking, this may be the end of the strip like so many thought months ago. Too bad we are not informed. For Better or For Worse let readers know so we could relish the weddng that took two months of daily strips.

When my then future hubby and I decided to get married, Val sounds like my dad on eloping he pay washer and dryer if we eloped. My own sister never knew this. We didn’t. We kept cost low and future hubby and I bought most of the refreshments ourselves. I cannot remember who bought the cake. My mom paid for the wedding dress only $50 then for my sister wanted cheaper wedding dress. Our parents married Justice of the Peace or Minister at home.

Holly’s dream of dressing up with heals and Alix nightmare of dressing up in a dress.

Agreed Alix.

Cranky-spanky, some of us enjoy a good wedding and the thrills and tribulations that go into prepping it.

My dad always used to tell us to elope—“tell your mother because she’ll want to be there; I’ll leave the ladder by the window.” Or “Have a triple wedding; then I only have to pay for one.” He was joking!.We used to protest about the triple wedding, given how far apart my sisters & I are. But the funniest thing is: Middle sister got married 1st; more than a decade later, youngest sister got married, and I, the eldest, got married 6 months after her! We almost could have done the triple! :) (of course, me being the age I was, my parents didn’t have to pay for much of mine at all, and we thanked them for the help. And we stayed on budget, too)

@dawnsfire, your dad and mine were on the same page. He offered each of us a ladder too. —I see Jan took notice of the “what is that white thing in the mouth” discussion…Holly has discernable teeth in the last frame….

I remember the old jokes (and facts) of the marriages of the early ’40’s and such; Draftees headed for war, ‘hurry-up’ weddings; future fathers-in-law offering to ‘hold the ladder’ and a gallon of “A” sticker gas as a present for the honeymoon..Shotguns either painted or decorated in white, toted by the bride’s father…(to make it a formal wedding) and some of the sense and nonsense of the day. Most I remember is the 5 piece bands and the screaming fits of the little flower girls when it dawned on them that it wasn’t all about THEM ! (and I suppose the empty church at rehearsal was a big change for the little princesses when it was suddenly filled with stinky old ladies with scary hats and grim-faced men with beards and suits) Ah, reminisc..remin… MEMORIES!

My daughter was planning her wedding, had bought the dress, we were scouting locations (she wanted it outdoors), then the groom got orders to Afghanistan and they found a judge to marry them.

Correction; got orders to Iraq. Younger daughter also married a soldier, he went to Afghanistan. Both came through with no injuries.

Hi, @SallyLin ! Have we met?