So far I have managed not to be a bridezilla. Sure there have been a couple of arguments, but none of them have degenerated into all out shouting and foot stomping.
It still hasn’t, but I almost had a moment today.
I had my flower girl’s dress picked out the day Lucky ordered her bridesmaids dress. It was a cute little silk-satin number in a pearl color with a cinnamon sash and matching flowers on a raised bustle. It would have looked adorable and matched Lucky’s dress. I said “order a 4T and call it done!” Unfortunately, my niece lives in Atlanta and neither her parents nor my mother wanted to commit to a size without measuring her. Well, the measurements didn’t happen. Not for 2 months. And now it is too late to get the dress.
I am miffed.
But she is a cutie and will look good in anything. Mom picked out this as an alternative because it was one of the only one’s we could get in time. Even though it is in all white an will not match anything, I guess it is okay. I just hope this falling through is not a sign of things to come.
I have had two sets of “nightmares” lately. The first is that there is no music at the reception and the room is trashed from a party the night before. The second is that there is no food and the museum won’t allow us to bring in a hot dog roller as an alternative. Fred had a dream the photographer didn’t show up and we had to give his little brother our point-and-shoot Sony digital.
In the real world, we still don’t know who is going to marry us or how the ceremony is going to go. The musicians have not been able to practice because the music is not picked out yet and they cannot get into the church to practice until (the day before?) the wedding. I have not been in contact with the reception site, photographer, florist, or DJ since signing the contracts so I am not sure how this whole thing is supposed to be orchestrated. Fred has still not gotten his passport for the honeymoon. And I can’t shake the feeling I am forgetting something huge.
The wedding is 45 days away.
My breathing has become noticeably more shallow.
Would you please all join me in taking a big, deep breath.
kbug said,
April 11, 2007 at 9:41 am
Breathe, girl, breathe!!! I chuckled all the way through your post. I remember vividly how stressed Katie was before the wedding. She even screamed at her aunt the day of the wedding because she didn’t like the way the flowers looked…her aunt did the bouquet and boutonnieres. I didn’t actually hear that because I was still running around picking up last minute things. As a matter of fact, I was almost late for the wedding…..
In all the hubbub, they had forgotten to bring the silver cake cutter and server….we used one that my dad had at the house; they forgot their champagne glasses….we adlibbed; we forgot to buy bottles of water (it was hot in August)….so someone ran to the store. Nothing was perfect, but it all worked out….and we had nothing but positive feedback from the guests. The only huge things you need to remember are a priest, your marriage license, and you and Fred. Nothing else really matters…..I promise…… 
Livette said,
April 16, 2007 at 9:16 pm
Nice blog!
Sanchez said,
April 19, 2007 at 1:17 pm
Fred,
You need to call your friend Joe. How do you change phone numbers without telling anybody? Also, I sent you my email with my measurements and have not heard back. Did you get it??????