Escape from wedding island

So I tagged along with the FP Gal today to help film a wedding. She does this all the time but it was a first for me. She has about a dozen people that she would ask to man a camera before she got to me but all of them were busy today. I think she was also afraid of going into labor while I was miles away. Especially if she was borrowing my car.
Anyway, we got up early (think normal for weekday) and drove out to Stillwater. She filmed the bridge getting ready while I wandered around town and talked to Mom on my cell phone. When the bride was finally ready, she came down and 'met' the groom. We took some meeting pictures on the patio of the Inn. A very attractive couple. Think bridal magazine attractive. (For comparison, the FP Gal looked beautiful at our wedding while I looked like someone who escaped from 'Mr Toad's Wild Ride' in an ill fitting tux.)
The photographer for this wedding takes about sixty flash pictures a minute which makes filming challenging. She's also filled with energy in a way that makes you want to keep an eye on her, just in case. But she was very sweet and honestly seemed to care about the FP Gal's swollen belly.
Off to the church and eventually the ceremony. She had me set up audience-left and charged me with getting close ups on the groom. I think I got a good shot of the groom with his half of the wedding party (a.k.a. A Cast of Thousands). In fact the only problem was that the bride was about a step further downstage than the groom and covered him completely. Very frustrating to watch but there was nothing to be done. No one looks at the groom in these things anyway, right?
I'm not cut out for this work. It's too much like doing production for a play with too few rehearsals and an incompetent director. (Somewhere the FP Gal is reading this, and though she won't admit it, she's smiling.)