If you know me very well you know that from time to time it seems as if my part time job is serving as a bridesmaid. Don't get me wrong, I'm honored that many of my friends have asked me to stand with them on their wedding day. However, I'll be the first to admit that the humor of the "always a bridesmaid" reality gets a little old.
So, considering my vast bridesmaid experience, I was amused to read this article on the AP Wire today:
Chicken part of wedding party
by ASSOCIATED PRESS
BISMARCK, N.D. (AP) - Chicken was a part of the wedding of Terry Morris and Renee Biwer, but it had nothing to do with the menu or the name of a popular dance.
Henrietta, a hen, was a bridesmaid.
"She was a very good girl," maid of honor Paulette Winn said. "She wanted to eat part of the flower she was wearing."
Henrietta is the pet of the groom. About the size of a dove, she fit into the crook of flower girl Jasmyne Morris' arm.
Jasmyne, 8, said holding the hen through the ceremony was boring, but overall "it was fun."
Jasmyne, who is Terry Morris' granddaughter, has known Henrietta all of her life. "You can play with her, and she's a tame chicken," she said.
It was only natural for Henrietta to be in the wedding, Renee Morris said.
"She's a part of the family, and like one of our children," she said. "It is important to include her."
I suppose this brings new meaning to the response that I might be too chicken to be a bridesmaid again.
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