Closing hunt is March 9.
My daughter’s wedding, in Texas, is March 15. As I was thinking about this, and having to schlep myself to Texas, I thought, “Well, at least it’s after Closing Hunt…”
Not that I would miss her wedding to go hunting. I’m not THAT bad of a mom.
Nope. A bad Mom would be one who had closing hunt & her daughters wedding on March 15 and decided to do the hunt. 
Well what if they had been on the same day and she had gone straight from the hunt to the wedding? Now that would be just funny! 
And something my friends and family would do haha!
Cookie McClung wrote a story about just such a “problem”. She decided she had time to go hunting, race home, change, and race to the wedding.
Well, you can guess what happened. A hunting day for the record books. Hounds struck when they were almost back at the trailers… and off she went; following the hounds.
Then she realized she didn’t have time to go home and change, so she just drove to the church with the horse trailer. Then she realized she didn’t have anything to wear.
So, she found a balled up skirt in the back of the truck, changed into that, cleaned off her dress boots, and freshened up her jacket and got rid of the helmet hair. She walked in to the church - with her riding habit with this skirt and dress boots.
Her horse napped in the trailer while the wedding was held.
I don’t know if it’s a true story… but it sure sounds like one!!
I think you would be a bad mom if you came down to TX and decided to come hunting with me instead of going to the wedding or being late and showing up in hunting attire to the wedding because you wanted to try out hunting in TX
There’s a dress code at the country club where the wedding is being held - no jeans, no flip flops, men must wear jackets, and… no hats for either men or women 
But it doesn’t say no breeches or tall boots. I would just have to do something about the major helmet hair. I’ve been growing my hair in anticipation of having to have “Texas hair” for this wedding. I suppose I could cut it back to its normal short length, dunk my head in a bucket, towel dry, apply mousse, and stride in to the ceremony. I would probably need to bring a spare pair of breeches to change into, though - mine always end up rather dirty by the end of the hunt.
Although I guess I wouldn’t be wearing my incredibly stupid white beagle breeches, would I? So perhaps I could get away with not changing, if I wore tan.
Presumably, this wasn’t her daughter’s wedding?
No, but I think her daughter hunted too - so presumably, had it been her wedding, she would have shown up late too!
You’re not a bad mother at all. Sounds like you’ve been consumed by the pack and are a real foxhunter. :D:D
(congratulations on your daughter’s wedding!)
Our good friend is so “married” to her farm that when her son’s wedding day arrived, I had to chase her back into the house to wash her feet before she left for the ceremony - she had changed outta her barn stuff at the last minute, slid into her kitten heels and was tippy toeing over the gravel drive to the car when I noticed the ring around the ankles & dirt between the toes. Gross! You wouldn’t do that, would you?
Not a bad Mom. Now your daughter would have been a bad daughter if she had scheduled the wedding during hunt season.
This is a true story.
My brothers and I all play golf. So it has been a tradition to play a round of golf the morning of one of our weddings. At the second wedding, the round of golf went slowly. We got to the fifteenth hole and realized it was going to be tight making it in time for the wedding (groom and all the ushers). So we had a quick debate and decided to finish the round.
When we got to the church, we found that the entire church was filled and seated properly. However, if my SIL had had a gun, she would have shot us all. I think she over reacted, we were only ten minutes late.
On the contrary, you have a good and thoughtful daughter that no doubt PLANNED her wedding after hunting season. What a wonderful woman you raised, you must be a good mom. My niece, whom I love dearly, planned her wedding on the biggest show weekend of the year. I promised not to arrive at the wedding in my show clothes (not because she would have minded but my mother would have thrown herself). The wedding was Sunday, the rehersal dinner however, was Saturday night. 4 hours away from both my home and the horse show. Got a ride for the big horse, and went to the dinner in my breeches. Which actually was fine, because my niece, who was well over the “my husband’s family’s big fat, elaborate wedding” was in her jeans with no makeup. She loved me, show ring dust and all.
Last year my niece got married, and chose the Saturday of Rolex weekend for her date! ARGH! I went to Rolex on Thursday and Friday, but then had to leave Friday night to drive 5.5 hours home.
I missed XC. When the first rider was released on course, I was driving 2 hours the opposite way from home, to start doing the wedding party’s hair (I’m a hairdresser). Then after doing all the hair, my hubby and I DJ’ed the reception. We were cleaning up at 1:00 AM Sunday morning, spent the night, then went to the opening of the presents brunch, then drove home. I was calling my friends throughout the day on Saturday begging for updates.
The worst part is that my niece is a vet, and should have known better!
No, you aren’t a bad mother. Just trying to figure out how to juggle 2 loves, your daughter and your foxhunting!
Just don’t say it outloud.
Why not? 
My father pointedly remarked in his toast that I had the decency to schedule my wedding on a bye weekend for the University of Michigan so he didn’t have to miss a football game. :eek: And he didn’t even attend school there; is just a ticket holder since the 1960s!
She actually didn’t take hunting into account at all - she planned it around her spring break (she’s in med school). They were really leaning towards the Friday, because it’s “Pi Day” (3/14), but too many of the wedding party are also in school and wouldn’t be able to get there in time. So they had to settle for the Ides of March. She really messed up on planning her bridal shower, though. Not only did she schedule it for the weekend of one of the big California 3-day events, she scheduled it for Super Bowl weekend. In Phoenix. (Well, a suburb thereof.) That meant HIS family couldn’t come in from Texas because they couldn’t get hotel rooms. She did look at the show schedule when picking the wedding date, though - I’ll give her credit for that
You are a good mom! I am quietly grumbling that closing hunt is during my kids spring break and we have to go away. Boo hoo. Oh well. I am trying to get all the hunting I can in before then. Like this morning—heading out in a few! :D:D:D
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