June Bride

Once upon a time  

there was a beautiful young girl and studly young man who started dating. Both knew extremely early on that the other was the person they were to spend their forever with. Of course neither of them wanted to scare the other off by divulging this, but the studly young man(SYM) let it slip one day while shopping with the beautiful young girl(BYG) something along the lines of 'ya you should buy it, it's gonna end up in my house someday anyway.' The BYG acted as though she didn't hear correctly and later that night decided she should further investigate this under-breath comment SYM had made. She boldly asked "do you think we're gonna get married?" SYM confidently said, "yes" though shyly he then asked "do you think we'll get married?" BYG smiling said, "Ya!" The months to come were secretive wedding planning amongst themselves. BYG had 1 stipulation (+10 more) They had to get married in the month of June...

So, beautiful young girl and studly young man did in fact get sealed in the temple for time and all eternity in the month of June.

One of my favourite movies is Seven Brides for Seven Brothers. It's an old western musical and it's just darling! There's a song in it that has stuck with me ever since I was a little girl - June Bride

Here - Watch the Youtube clip of it!

For they say when you marry in June, you will always be a bride. 

-June Birde lyric

June Bride lyrics:

Oh they say when you marry in June

You're a bride all your life.

And the bridegroom who marries in June Gets a sweetheart for a wife.

Winter weddings can be gay Like a Christmas holiday.

But the June bride hears the song Of the spring that lasts all summer long.

By the light of the silvery moon Home you ride, side by side

With the echo of Mendelssohn's tune In your hearts as you ride

For they say when you marry in June, You will always be a bride. The day a maiden marries is a day she carries through the years

The Church is full of flowers, bridal showers all passé

The groom's waiting at the altar, here comes the bride,

They're each promising to love and obey.

There's madness celebrating

Every bridesmaid waiting Just to see which one of them will catch the wedding bouquet.

For they say when you marry in June,

You will always, always, always, be a bride.

In November, the snow starts to fly,

Piling up, ankle-high.

Come December, it's up to your knee,

Still a bride's a bride-to-be.

January, higher still,

To the parlor window sill.

February finds a drift
And the storm that seems never to lift.

March comes in like a lion, what else?
Still the snow never melts.

April showers will come, so they say.


But they don't, and it's May.

You're about to forget the whole thing,

All at once, one day, it's Spring.

(And lastly - my serious pose)

Heaven's slice is the month of June.