Recently, I had the opportunity to entertain a group at the L&N Train Depot in Bowling Green. This is a perfect opportunity to say that mother knows best.
You see, the bride a groom had been married about three months before the event ever took place. There’s a long story to the reasons, but they are not important to the lesson to be learned in this story. Remember, Mother knows best.
The groom’s mother, in this case, was a phenomenal, charasmatic person who wanted her baby boy to have only the best…and she gave it to him and his new bride. From the location of the event, the entertainment (me), the food and to the photographer, this mother wanted only the best (that was a shameful advertisement for myself, wasn’t it?).
Everything during this event was done just as if the couple had tied the knot that very day. The bride wore her wedding dress, we announced the couple’s arrival and even had a first dance. This is where I talk about the bride and groom. The couple was great to work with (If I had to count the number of times the groom and bride asked me if I needed everything, I would have lost count within the first hour!). They were attentive, fun-loving, but not much into dancing. Usually this bothers me, but I could tell by the mood of everyone present that they were having fun. They were laid back and easy to get along with, although this was part of the reason mom had to work so hard. The bride and groom were so laid-back that they really didn’t need (or want) much. I say this in a very positive way…they just wanted to have fun with their friends and family. This is where mom excelled, because she was determined to make sure everyone had a great time and that is sometimes hard to accomplish since not everyone is laid-back and easy going.
Back to the mom…this mom was on top of everything involved with the reception (not in a pushy way). From the moment I met her nearly a year earlier, she was all about the couple having a great reception, and she worked very hard to get it done. At the end of the night, it was mom that was cleaning up and making sure everything was in order. The bride and groom were long gone, the photographer too…It was just the mom, the DJ (It takes a while to break down), the Depot staff and the dad (I suspect he had a lot to do with getting everything accomplished as well, but he didn’t talk much…dad’s tend to be that way).
No compaints here about not having food and drink. As I already mentioned, everyone was asking me if I needed anything. There was even one time when the music was flowing and everything was in order that I walked outside just to see the weather. When I turned around to go back to my equipment, the groom was right there (Sort of like those movies when the main character turns around and there is someone just standing there.), asking if I needed anything. I was a bit afraid that they had read too much into my previous blogs and thought I would go crazy if I wasn’t offered food! 
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To top it off…at the end of the night, I walked out with the whole bottom of the wedding cake! I had asked the mom if I could take a piece of cake for my wife (Something of a tradition of ours…my wife loves wedding cake, so I have always brought her a piece of cake after every event), and when I left I had plenty…enough to feed an army. We ate cake for a week! I also left with four boxes of candy. You see, I have seen just about everything over the last sixteen years, but this was the first time there has been a full-fledged candy bar (a bar with candy…not just a single candy bar!). There were all kinds of candy, from chocolates to licorice. I had asked to take each of my children a lollipop to mark the event, but I was given four boxes to fill as I wished…and I did. They were busting at the seems with candy (Which in turn made my children’s bellies burst with candy and extra energy!). If I had to do it all over again (With the same wife , of course), I would have a candy bar. It was a fantastic idea, especially once everyone started drinking…instead of craving cheetos and chips, these drinkers were craving candy. It was actually very funny to watch as the night progressed and the alcohol flowed. They were like little kids…a little bit tenative in the beginning and full force toward the end.
Anyway, back to mom…she was a gem. You could tell she was full of love and happiness to finally have this day for her son. She made sure the evening was special and offered her own labor (and probably mind) to make this happen. And in the end, it was obvious that mother knows best.