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Ceremony Candles

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Wed, 24 Apr 2013 17:26:00 +0000

One of these days I am going to put aside the time to research the history of the candle. We give great acclaim to Mr. Edison for inventing the light bulb that serves us so well. Why is it then that I never hear about the individual who invented the candle? Bottom line is that the light bulb has been serving us for about 150 years. The candle has been around many hundreds of years more before the bulb and serves us well to this day. I would like to start a campaign to give it the recognition it deserves. There is something so romantic about a flame from a candle as opposed to the light from a bulb. I couldn't imagine a light bulb replacing the impact of a candle in the unity candle ceremony. Each and every religious and ultra spiritual event is magnificently enhanced by the flicker of a candle. It must have taken an incredibly creative mind, all those centuries ago, to develop the joining of the wax and wick and to bring it to such a fine design that has absolutely withstood the test of time. It would seem to me that it could only be surpassed by the discovery of fire itself. The next time you blow out the candles on a birthday cake, look back and pay homage to this timeless invention.

Picking a Ceremony

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Tue, 23 Apr 2013 18:11:00 +0000

Jennifer and Marty are the kind of couple that were probably descendants of Army barracks NCO's. They are what I would refer to as "White Glove" people. Everything they participate in must undergo a thorough inspection.It took them 18 months to select their reception hall for their wedding. They underwent a year-long investigation choosing their wedding cake. My sister, who was the maid-of-honor was interrogated for three hours. Some bridal party members were rejected because they were NY Yankee fans (a real NO-NO in Boston). Speaking about their home town of Boston, these two would probably have found objection to the time of Paul Revere's ride and rescheduled it.I can't imagine the trials and tribulations they went through deciding between the sand and the candles for their unity ceremony. I could see them in the kitchen during the reception, tasting each item before it was served. My sister thinks they had an FBI agent, who is a friend of theirs, do a background check on each of the band members. When they had their blood tests for their wedding license, they had DNA tests done on themselves. Imagine what their poor children are going to have to endure.

Beach Weddings

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Sat, 20 Apr 2013 17:49:00 +0000

Many young people today are of the opinion that beach weddings are the epitome of romance. Being, unfortunately, a tad older than these youthful romantics, I find my position on the subject to be quite the opposite. I see very little romance in the fact that the entire affair would be dependent on the weather conditions. The what ifs offer a preponderance of doubts. I would never find the courage to play the odds of the looming possibility of getting rained out or even worse winded out. Even tenting the reception would be a poor defense against the wind. Certainly there have been many successful attempts at this type of wedding, but there also are approximately 100 lottery winners every week in this country. The fact is, I have been around far to long to depend on luck. Possibly my view would be different back when my courage was at a far higher level. These thoughts have all arisen since the day our son and his fiancee announced to my wife and myself that they needed help selecting beach wedding favors for their soon to arrive nuptials at their destination wedding in Maui. I think they approached us because they have possibly bit off a bit more than they can chew with all the expenses involved in this destination thing. In other words, we'll be buying the favors.

Proficient Agency

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Mon, 15 Apr 2013 18:40:00 +0000

Before the van picks you up or your son-in-law drives you to the airport. Before the weak airport coffee, there is the most important part of your journey. That is booking your flight. It has been said repeatedly that some of the poorest and user-adverse websites are those of many of the major airlines. The back and forth and the run around steps of attempting to get a time, a price and a proper destination can at time become a reason alone to forgo traveling at all. In this day and age of super competitive commerce, it should be a major priority of airlines to simplify and customize their online services to be user-friendly and virtually mistake-proof. In other words the digital agency must be as close to perfection as humanly possible. To have a better understanding of what they should all be shooting for in website development and foolproof navigation, they should all visit the Emirates Airline site and receive a valuable education. It won't be the first time that the adage "Less is more" has been proven. It is about time an entity has taken the initiative to set the bar at a height that is competent enough tom take the hassle out of air travel.

Floral Decorarions

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Mon, 15 Apr 2013 18:09:00 +0000

I have always had this feeling that flowers were nature's constant reminder of what we should strive for in our lives. If you take the time to observe their existence, you may easily be joining me in my quest to explain to the world around me how profound and exemplary a role they play. Like anything with life, they have a beginning, a middle and an end. They also have a purpose. Just about all of them begin as pollinated plants which parallel humanity. They begin to blossom in the same way we humans mature. Then they reach their potential and put on a display of their talents. In their case the talents are color and scent. Then something goes wrong. They suffer from neglect or they are picked and doomed. Just like we humans allow to happen to ourselves when we abuse our bodies though lack of proper nutrition and physical exercise. Which, in possibly an obscure way to some, brings me to why I offered to have predominately floral displays as her wedding decorations. I want to exhibit their importance in the influence they can have on her blossoming into the fabulous woman I know she has the potential to be. Her mother and I have always considered her to be our special flower from the day she was born.

Software To The Rescue

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Mon, 08 Apr 2013 22:05:00 +0000

My wife and I received a note from our son who moved to Nashville three months ago to pursue a career with a talent agency in that fair city. Things were moving along a bit slowly until we received this letter. He claimed he was given a golden opportunity to run the publicity event division for this major recording studio. Three weeks later another letter arrived. It didn't sound like our Richard. It was full of negativity and insecurity. Richard was a naturally confident boy and he was the only one of out four children that we were sure would always be capable and happy. It turned out that the problem he was having was that his new position was draining him. His mom got him on the phone one Sunday morning and told him she was concerned about his lack of sleep and he could come home anytime he wished. She assured him that his health and well being were far more valuable to himself as well as us than any job could ever be. He said he loved the work but there just wasn't enough time in a day to do it well. I got on the phone and asked him to describe the job. He was managing the events for some heavy-duty stars. I fortunately had just read about EventReady and their super event management software product. After I told him about it, he took me up on my suggestion and procured it. Two weeks later, we got our old Richard back, full of confidence.

A Manangement Nightmare

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Mon, 08 Apr 2013 17:55:00 +0000

Never doubt the message when you hear that you should be careful what you hope for, you might get it. I have personally been victimized by such a desire being filled. I was struggling with making a career choice last year. I worked for a really fine and generous firm that always rewarded employees for good effort. My problem was my immediate superior. She seemingly accepted all the praise and kudos for all the hard work my cohorts and myself produced. I say seemingly because I was about to learn some things I had no idea about. It took a very special event our department was putting together that could make or break the future success of our company. It was a monster of an event and was causing all of us to have nightmares regarding the outcome. My boss Miranda was in the thick of things when the thought came to me that if she were moved up the corporate ladder I would have the opportunity to step up to the next rung myself. It sounded pretty good, until it happened. Right in the middle of this huge product, she handed me the reins. My opinion of her instantly changed when my nine hour day became a fifteen hour day. I wasted no time searching for event management software to keep me from insanity. Luckily I found the perfect software and got the project completed on time. The event was super successful thanks to eventready.com.

A Beautiful Ceremony

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Sat, 06 Apr 2013 17:59:00 +0000

Few things in life are as ethereal and emotional as the unity ceremonies being performed all over the world these days. I just love when people drop their shields and let their hearts dictate their actions. I can't remember one Saturday that our local chapel hasn't had either a communion or a wedding or any other ceremony going on. Most often it is a wedding occurring on Saturdays. I pop in whenever I am passing by to watch these beautiful and satisfying events. Last week, this happy looking young couple were in the midst of their sand ceremony when I opened the big heavy oak doors and peered in. The pastor brought attention to my presence and vocally invited me in. He said "You are always a welcome guest." I never realized that I was being noticed. Somehow I felt this warmth come over me and I knew I truly was welcomed and appreciated it with all my heart. I wished that these types of unity ceremonies were available for my wife and I when we wed. Then it struck me! Why not schedule one and surprise her on our 25th anniversary? I waited around after the service and set it up with the pastor. Now I have to wait four long months before it actually happens.

Who Ordered The Napkins ?

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Sat, 06 Apr 2013 17:21:00 +0000

There is this reception hall in a town called East Orange, NJ. This venue is beyond gorgeous. I have been fortunate enough to attend three different weddings at this facility. Each time, I didn't want the evening to end. If you can afford it, they offer you a one stop option to get everything from the band to the personalized napkins from them. Naturally it would cost quite a bit so my nephew who was planning to have his reception there conferred with me about the pricing since he knew I had been there before. I told him I wasn't certain but I there would no doubt be a considerable fee for all the work they would relieve him of. This led him to forgo their service and arrange everything with his fiancee. They decided a bit late so time was their enemy. The wedding reception turned out to be fabulous. As I did in the past, I had a great time and didn't want it to end. The only glitch was that neither of them remembered to order the personalized napkins. If it weren't for my snooty sister bringing it up, no one would ever have noticed. All in all the wedding went beyond anything anyone would expect. The ambiance the kids created with their music selection and the decorations was just spot on.

Edmonton

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Fri, 05 Apr 2013 20:40:00 +0000

Work, work, work was the theme of my life. I have been looking at my fingers on the keyboard for far too many months without a break in the action. I sometimes think the computer screen is my the only thing other than my fingers that exists. I walk around like an upside down letter "L". My back has the flexibility of an oak tree. On the rare occasion I do get up from my chair, I spend most of my time looking at the floor. Then this opportunity came along to actually free myself of the work and go on a pleasure trip to my beloved Canada. I remember Canada from a trip as a child in the 60's. I had illusions of skiing in Banff and visiting the gardens of Victoria. What actually happened was in my attempt to put on a pair of ski boots, I toppled over and slid down a hill. Now instead of enjoying the great outdoors, I wound up getting acupuncture in Edmonton. They shipped me there in the back of a funeral hearse because I couldn't feel my legs or bend anything. There I was lying fully stretched out on my back visualizing what was surely yet to come. The only things missing were the flowers and my death certificate. Now I am back to the grind. I must say those needles worked wonders. I can now experience feeling in my legs again.

My Boxes

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Sun, 31 Mar 2013 16:18:00 +0000

Being the male side of a wedding is equivalent to being the side of broccoli that hardly anyone eats. They take their forks and play with it and move it around the plate. It is similar to being the stranger at a family reunion. You know, the guy that the sweetheart of a niece everyone loves, but this is the first time she is introducing him to the family. The women get together to plan the wedding. Being a male is an automatic disqualification from the team. There is one contribution I would like to make and I won't take no for an answer. I am going to make the wedding favor boxes. I made them for my brother's wedding two years ago. If I must say so myself, they were the talk of the town the day after the wedding. Trust me, this is no small task, but it is one that I thoroughly enjoy and look forward to. As a matter of fact, I have already procured the necessary materials for my project. I think I will tell them that I will take care of ordering them. My fiancee's mom isn't one to entrust my making them. I was sort of hoping that my bride to be would have remembered my brother's boxes and would request that I make ours. Wait a sec there's a voice mail on my phone. Oh wow! She just left me that very message. I knew I loved that girl.

Big Bags Small Favors

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Fri, 29 Mar 2013 21:43:00 +0000

The old saying that expensive things come in small packages just gained a little more validity at my uncle's wedding. Uncle Stan has recently walked down the aisle for the fifth time. The great thing is that he acts like each marriage is the first. He pays more in alimony than Donald Trump. Not only does he have a devil-may-care attitude regarding the alimonies, he also spares no expense on the weddings. I wish I knew where all his cash comes from. I guess that is for him to know and for me to find out, or not. He played a trick on everyone by buying little diamond stick pins for the women and diamond cufflinks for the men as his favors at this last wedding. He bought these huge wedding favor bags and stuffed them with tissue paper. He gave a speech about good things in small packages and then turned around and distributed these huge bags. At the end of the evening, people were digging into their bags and they discovered these tiny little boxes at the core of the tissue paper. They did receive the valuable gifts as promised, in a small package. It just happened to also be in a large package.

Jimmy's Favors

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Fri, 29 Mar 2013 21:31:00 +0000

If you were fortunate enough to be invited to Jimmy's wedding you would have been in for a great treat. Jimmy was always the town clown. He thought up the zaniest ideas to get a laugh. The good thing was that none of his pranks were ever at anyone else's expense. He was more often than not generous to a fault. It is obvious that the same held true when he decided, along with his bride, what to give as wedding favors. He was never one to be motivated by money. His revenue is laughter and having a fun time. This was also the main attraction between him and his bride Melanie. She was of the same ilk. I would venture to guess that the cost their favors rivaled the total of every other expense for the wedding. This by no means says that the wedding reception wasn't top notch. Most people in town do not know that Jimmy was a prolific best selling author. I will not reveal his pen name at this time at his request. I don't think Melanie knew it until she accepted his proposal. People are beginning to question where the money came from to afford these incredible favors. I am sworn to secrecy. Being his best man, I will go to my grave before I leak it out to anyone in town. I think I better not even say what the favors were. They might serve as a clue to the titles of his books.

Management of Events

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Fri, 29 Mar 2013 18:09:00 +0000

My city has a convention hall that is a mere 2 miles from my home. I often go their to see what is happening in the world of business. Many new ideas and products are first exposed to the public by way of these exhibits. I have been there so often that I no long have to pay for my entrance. The staff there assumes I am part of the establishment. I do get an ID badge so I look the part. Recently I approached the manager's desk and inquired about the process of running one of these shows. The gracious young lady at the desk told be that there is a ton more work to putting the exhibit on than meets the eye. She went on and on about the difficulty in coordinating all the different aspects involved. I had no idea how involved the process was. She said if it weren't for the fabulous and efficient event management software available today it would take three times the effort to pull it off. She said when she was apprenticing in the business only a few short years ago, people were putting in 15 hour days to accomplish what they do in 8 or 9 hour days today. This is especially nice since her team is on salary and not an hourly wage.

Wedding Cakes

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Fri, 29 Mar 2013 17:52:00 +0000

Let me see now. Flour is still one of the least expensive commodities at the supermarket. Then there's sugar which is somewhat reasonable. They follow these two up with a few eggs, butter and maybe some chocolate and raspberries. They mix them all together and end up with about a thirty or forty pound cake in three or four tiers. Next they pile up the tiers and prepare them to be iced. Lately, the word fondant has become popular(the more French words used, the more expensive the cake). Now the master decorator enters. If he or she is French, you are really in trouble. After the decorating is complete, the special selection from the array of wedding cake toppers is placed atop the cake. The masterpiece is ready for its presentation at the wedding reception. Pardon me, I left out one minute detail. The father of the bride is discretely handed the invoice for this creation. Three short minutes later, he is revived with smelling salts and the contract is just about complete. He calls his real estate broker and inquires about second mortgage rates. Well it isn't all that bad. Instead of the motorcycle he was planning on buying, he has a big cake. Who ever thought some flour, sugar, butter and eggs etc. would cost as much as the bike.

The Biggest Event

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Thu, 28 Mar 2013 22:10:00 +0000

Putting together an event for a clothing manufacturer is about ten times as difficult as one might deem it to be. This is especially true when the venue is in the Big Apple. You know that the spotlight is very exposing when you are in the arena with the big boys. The biggest event of my life was about to happen. We had three months to do a years work. This was one of those moments in your work that absolutely would define your career. No room for mistakes in this gigantic scenario. I gathered my crew and laid it on the line. I told them that this was it and I had zero tolerance for mistakes and certainly wouldn't listen to any excuses. Failure was definitely not an option. I said if there are any complaints or new ideas, I needed to know them NOW! Jennifer, the newest member of my crew raised her hand. She sweetly and so quietly whispered "May I ask a question?" I sort of heard her and approved her request. She said "Why don't you use event management software?" I felt like an idiot but I had to pretend I knew of what she spoke. I walked her into my private office and grilled her. Today she is the youngest vice president in my company and will have my appreciation until my dying day. The event was a huge success and we finished with plenty of time to spare.

No Favors Here

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Thu, 28 Mar 2013 21:54:00 +0000

Life has its way of having you think that whatever evil or wrong doing that happens to you is unique to only you. All you have to do is pick up one newspaper or go online to one news site and this theory gets blown to smithereens. We are all subject to an endless list of maladies. Just the other day, my neighbor was burglarized. He came home and found his apartment in shambles. He was planning to move into his fiancees house right after the wedding. He had just about nothing of value in the apartment. Whoever the idiot was that broke in was probably very upset that the only things of value there were the inexpensive wedding favors. They were torn and strewn all over the bedroom and indicated the frustration of the moron that intruded. My neighbor decided to go public with the fact that this person had the IQ of a baboon. He figured if he insulted him or her enough he or she might tip their hand and expose themselves. The local TV station loved the idea and aired it for three nights. They are still waiting for some form of slip up so they can throw this animal into a cage where he or she belongs. They are referring to the thief as "The Favor King."

New Toppers

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Thu, 28 Mar 2013 16:30:00 +0000

I have spent the best part of the last thirty years in foreign lands. My job as a researcher for a major oil company has allowed me to experience thousands of new things. It is really exciting to watch how different cultures celebrate different events. Sometimes I feel like I am a walking National Geographic magazine. I have been to the far corners of the globe, testing and seeking oil reserves. Now that I am retired and back in the US, I am observing many of the changes that have taken place here. One thing that isn't exactly monumental but very interesting is the advent of the new wedding cake toppers. I really get a kick out of the creativity that goes into them. No longer is the standard, hand-holding bride and groom the only thing atop the cake. Today they have an actual theme up there. I am only back a short while so I anticipate seeing many new ideas, since I believe we are a fast moving, ever-changing society. My only regret is a big one. I really miss having the family I might have had if I were stationed here at home. I have two siblings and five nieces and nephews, but I wish I had a wife and children of my own. I guess I should just be thankful for the family I do have.

Eventful Software

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Wed, 27 Mar 2013 23:13:00 +0000

There is the age-old question "What do you give someone who already has everything?" The question probably has a million answers, but most of the time, none come to mind. I was having a discussion with a Guatemalan national about the lifestyle of his family. What he was telling me was nothing less than fascinating. He was fifty-two years old and he said that his grandparents were living in the mountains in the western part of the country. He went on about how no one in the small village pays for food. Each family grows certain fruits or vegetables and others raise certain animals and there is a peaceful and totally non competitive exchange amongst them . He said they have never even heard of half the diseases that we know of. He thinks the average lifespan there is either 100 or close to it. They have no TV, computers, cell phones or anything technological. Every meal is like a festival and they can't even imagine a crime. I began to believe he was pulling my leg. I asked him what he was going to buy for his grandmother's 100th birthday. He replied "I don't know. She has everything she needs." How relative was that statement?" I'm getting my son and his wife event management software for their 10th anniversary and they still need a lot of other things. It's hard to believe I am talking about the same planet.

The Furniture Business

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Wed, 27 Mar 2013 22:56:00 +0000

When I grew up my closest friend and schoolmate was Donald Wright. Donnie was the fifth child of Maria and Thomas Wright. They were known in the community as the King and Queen of beds. They got these titles by selling bedroom furniture from their Main Street store. Thomas started the business in the 80's with his brother Donald and soon they were appropriately tagged the "Wright Brothers." Ironically, neither one had ever been on plane. Maria on the other hand was previously a member of a traveling air circus. There are numerous stories of how they met. More than likely, none of them are true. She replaced her brother-in-law Donald when he was forced to retire at a young age by a debilitating illness. Donnie had to work at the store on weekends and even after school at times. I used to go over to the store and have lunch with him on Saturdays. One day, I noticed his dad poring over the books and I didn't see any computers in the office. I couldn't believe that they were still a pen and pencil operation. I plotted with Donnie to set them up with a computer. We gave them lessons on Saturdays and before they could even believe it themselves, they were actually literate with the furniture retail software they had installed. They called my parents and said we could have free mattresses for life.

A Green World

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Wed, 27 Mar 2013 22:16:00 +0000

My six-year-old granddaughter tugged on my arm the other day and said "Grandpa could I ask you a question?" I said "Leave me alone kid. You're bothering me." She expects me to tease her that way and totally ignores my request. When I dropped the teasing and asked her what she had on her mind, she said "I'm confused." She wanted to know why every time there is a story about the astronauts or outer space, the Earth is called the "Blue Planet." I told her it was because it was blue from outer space. Then she scratched her head and wanted to know why we keep asking people to keep it green. She said if we make it green, we should call it the "Green Planet." I tried to change the subject by asking her whether the chicken or the egg came first. It got worse. When I finally explained to her what we meant by green she said now I understand why the story on TV was talking about green printing. She went on about how green really meant clean to her. I don't know what I'm going to tell her when the good old birds and bees subject comes up.

Marketing Opportunities For Athletes

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Mon, 25 Mar 2013 19:42:00 +0000

As the world becomes more and more specialized, we must all cover our backs by dealing with only the most reputable of people. For every honest and decent person out there, there is one that might not be. I am just preaching caution. There is special concern in the area of sport marketing. All too often an aspiring young athlete can be taken in by some Johnny-Come-Lately, unscrupulous individual that presents himself as the next Jerry McGuire. The athlete can unknowingly be signing away a huge portion of his or her future earnings. There are people and places out there for these kids to contact and get advice from before any damage is done. This also holds seriously true for the entertainment industry. In my mind, the two are very much the same. Sports are a huge platform for entertainment. The courts are inundated with contractual cases involving swindled athletes and performing artists. I must make clear that in no way am I an official source on these matters. I simply hate when especially young innocent people are abused. If you are one of the people I am discussing, please get online or contact someone you trust to find out what protection is out there for you.

What's a Practice Worth?

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Sun, 24 Mar 2013 18:10:00 +0000

I have a hard time comprehending how companies like NAPB come up with an accurate valuation for their clients. I, in no way, am doubting their fine reputation. I am simply in the dark as to how they do it. When you consider the variables involved, this can not be a simple process. The task of coming up with a dental practice valuation involves several aspects. To start with there is the profit and loss statement of the practice. Then there is the collection of contracts that are needed for the employment of all the professionals. I wonder if they have a set value for the stations or chairs the practice has. The biggest item the way I see it is the reputation and public acceptance of the principals. The word in the industry, as far as I have been hearing, is that NAPB are masters at coming up with the fairest possible price for both the buyers and the sellers. In real estate, the saying is "A property is only worth what someone will pay for it." I don't see it working that way when it comes to selling something in the medical field that so much more dependent on who the seller is as opposed to what is being sold.I guess it always comes down to leaving each person to his or her individual talent and being thankful it exists.

Sara's Invitations

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Sun, 24 Mar 2013 17:16:00 +0000

The other day, the postman left one of those notices that a piece of registered mail that had to be signed for was to be picked up at the post office. I was concerned because I found this out from my wife while I was out of town on an important business trip. The problem was that she was also leaving that evening to see her mother, who wasn't doing very well. She received a call from her sister asking her to come there, just in case. It was evident that I would have to sweat out wondering if it was the contract from my biggest client that I have been expecting. I was tempted to call him, but decided I didn't want to seem to desperate. I didn't have the remotest idea when my wife would return and I had three days to go before I could get to the post office. I was having the toughest time attempting to be patient. Fortunately, my mother-in-law improved and my wife was able to go home the next day. She immediately went to the post office and signed for the mail. It turned out to be one of my niece's wedding invitations. My wife called Sara and asked why she sent out her invitation registered mail. She said that the entrees at the wedding were so expensive that she wanted to be positive about the headcount. I'm still on pins and needles regarding my contract.

Special Favors

noreply@blogger.com (Best Known As Logan's Mom) — Sat, 23 Mar 2013 18:32:00 +0000

Back in the 60's my friends and I always chipped in and had a storefront (as we called them back east) for a clubhouse. We had very strict rules for its use. We knew that our parents had a few spies in the neighborhood and we would be found out if we were doing anything our parents wouldn't approve of. One day we found these boxes in the dumpster in the alley behind our club. We opened one and it had a beautiful wedding gown in it. This enticed us to open the others. One was full of things like tiaras and wedding garters. Then we saw one marked "Special Wedding Favors." We got excited because we figured this box could be worth a lot of money. One of the guys stopped and said "Maybe we should tell one of our parents about this. These things might have been discarded by mistake." We couldn't argue with his concern so we told my parents. Coincidentally, my mom's sister lived in the same building our club was in. My mother took one look at the stuff and immediately knew they were from my aunt's wedding. She called her and met her there. She had no idea how the boxes got into the dumpster. She couldn't stop thanking me and my friends for finding them. I guess we'll never know who put them there. My dad thinks my uncle had something to do with it.