There was one time during my wedding planning, where I felt the need to play the "But it's MY day!" card.

It was the day before the wedding. My adorable niece was my adorable flower girl. She also happened to be three. I was very excited to have her involved, and was completely confident with her ability to sprinkle rose petals around.

Having seen a few of her temper tantrums, I knew she had the "throwing stuff" thing down. Pat.

But to my horror, at the rehearsal, I realized that once she was done with her tossing flowers act, everyone was assuming she was going to stand up by the altar. For the entire duration of our Catholic wedding.

I quickly filed that under H.

For "Hell, no."

And that's when I pulled my bridezilla trump card and said that she'd be sitting by Grandma, in the front row.

Have you ever seen a kid stand still for 45 minutes? Have you ever seen any child, under the age of five, stand still for even one minute? I hadn't.

The only time I'd seen this toddler stand still for 5 minutes was when she had fallen asleep while bitterly sobbing against her mom's legs.

So I knew that standing up there, she might distract everyone from the wedding's gorgeous readings and our carefully written vows. (If you haven't noticed, I'm all about the words. And I just couldn't have the one thing I cared about be upstaged by two and half feet of river-dancing energy.)

I felt a little bad about insisting she sit down. For about 8 seconds. Then I realized, my God, how awful for that little thing to even have to try to stand still for that long! Most little three year old girls might love the idea of dressing up, getting their hair curled extra cute, and all that. But do they love getting glared at or shushed for doing what comes naturally - fidgeting? Playing?

I love kids, but I love kids acting like kids. Not little miniature Mr. Roboto adults. Why do you think they make all the possessed kids in horror movies talk and act like adults. Because it's creepy.

So what's your take on kids and formality? How much is reasonable to expect of kids? Speaking of horror - any good stories about wedding kids gone wrong?

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One of the most hotly contested issues surrounding a wedding is the bachelor party. What's allowed? Are they sexist? How many strippers is too many? What's the problem with them? Are you a total square or what? They're just part of the fun! Cool out, man, cool out.

And these are just the arguments I've heard from other women!

Now, I expect some eye-rolling from men when I wonder aloud why your classic stripper-laden bachelor parties exist. But I never would have believed that the women I spoke to about this issue would get so defensive as well.

When I poll other brides about bachelor parties, I'm always surprised how "okay" a lot of them are with private stripper involvement. Don't get me wrong. I'm completely okay with guys all going out and Being Guys. I get that. In fact, I'm proud to be known among my husband's friends as an "un-uptight wife who lets D do whatever he wants."

But within reason here, folks!

I don't get why Guys Being Guys must include Chicks Getting Undressed on Guys Laps. Wouldn't most women kind of freak out if they walked into a room to find their man in an undelicate situation with another woman?

So what again makes it okay at a bachelor party? The fact the woman's being paid? The fact that his buddies are watching? The fact that your fiance is about to get married to you? Somehow THAT makes it...better.

Uh...okay.

I don't know. I'm sure I'm going to catch a lot of heat for dissing bachelor parties. But I don't think it makes women look strong or secure or "cool" if they're okay with an extra-wild bachelor party. I think it makes them look like they are afraid of standing their ground.

How hard is it to tell your guy that it's okay to look at the pretty lady, but would you mind not catching anything from her?

I was listening to my web radio mix today and Sam Cooke's "Bring It On Home To Me" came on. Do you know that song? If you don't, go find it, get it, listen to it. (Um, legally, of course.)

I love that song and that man's voice so much that it usually makes me stop in my tracks and think "Why does anyone else bother singing?" It's completely useless. Anything you can sing, Sam can sing better. How did Carly Simon put it...nobody does it better?

I started think about how that applies to just about everyone I hang out with. Each one of my friends is - in my humble opinion - the absolute bomb at something.

My one friend is incredible at shaking a bad mood. I've seen this person be in abject tears about a break-up and the next minute she's giggling and all "the hell with it, let's go bring some beer home and make fun of a Lifetime Movie." Some call it bi-polar. I call it admirable.

Another friend of mine - who happens to be my sister - is the best when it comes to putting herself out for her friends. I don't mean the kind of friend that will lend you $50 in a pinch. I mean the kind of friend who, at my bachelorette party, either sneakily disposed of or downed all the shots being foisted on me. (And she was not in a drinking mood!) But she did it for me, because I was a nervous wreck about the wedding and didn't want to be hung over the next day for all the errands I still had to run. It worked too. I was soberly asleep by 2am. I found out the next morning that around the same time I was drifting off, she was getting sick. That, my friends, is a Friend.

Then there's my husband. As much as I like to laugh, and as many funny friends as I have, it's rare that I crumble into laughter. You know the kind that hurts your stomach a little? That's how my husband makes me laugh. Nearly every single day. My husband can be idly watching TV with me, casually muttering jokes that would require most people an army of Conan O'Brien's writers.

What about you and your 'man?' What is he the absolute best at? Nobody does what better?

There are all kinds of poems and email fwds going around about friendship. A lot of them involve sappy sisterhood proclamations and frankly, few of them speak to how your friendship can help - or hinder - the the planning of your wedding. I found some old-timey quotes that do the trick much better:

A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere. Before him, I may think aloud. -- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Love this one. From bathroom gossip, to "yes those chinos do kind of make your hips look puffy", being able to say what's on your mind is the #1 test of a true friendship. Especially when its something your friend doesn't want to hear.

When a friend speaks to me, whatever he says is interesting. -- Jean Renoir

This is also a goodie. People I find boring could be telling me tomorrow's winning lottery numbers and I'd tune out. My best friend, however, can describe her walk to the mailbox in ways that have me crying with laughter.

One friend in a lifetime is much; two are many; three are hardly possible. Friendship needs a certain parallelism of life, a community of thought, a rivalry of aim. -- Henry Brooks Adams, U.S. historian.

Some may disagree, but I subscribe to this definition of friendship. I think it's good to rarely bestow the title of "good friend" to people. It keeps it from being diluted. I have about 2-3 really close friends, the rest are very fun people I like talking to and having a beer with.

Do not use a hatchet to remove a fly from your friend's forehead. -- Chinese proverb.

Or hands with makeup on them, to adjust your friend's diamond-white veil.

Even a friend may sell you a cracked pot. -- Chinese proverb.

Ha! God bless the Chinese proverb. Succinct and true and unintentionally (?) funny. I'm going to ignore the shady undertones of this proverb and instead say that sometimes friends will unintentionally (?) lead you astray. Always keep your eyes open, even with the best of friendships.

A friend to all is a friend to none. -- 18th century English proverb, collected in Thomas Fuller, Gnomologia

It's not cool that you are friends with my fiance's psycho ex. It's just not. Sorry.

A friend in power is a friend lost. -- Henry Brooks Adams, U.S. historian.

I think the 'bridezilla' in all of us can understand this one. Don't let your bride-dom ruin your cool-dom.

A peck of grain can make a friend; a bushel of grain can make a foe. -- Chinese proverb.

Okay, I'm crying uncle. You got me on this one. First person who can email me a clear explanation of this proverb wins a bushel of grain.

A friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of Nature. -- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Right on. Think of the amazing stuff that you've done or that has been done for you, in the name of friendship. People carry babies to term for each other. Sometimes they even voluntarily help each other move! Up stairs and everything!