Little happy things
For many long reasons, none of them being vanity, I decided to get another wedding dress. I was all stressified (I *know* it's not a real word...it's just fun!!) because I didn't have a ton of money left in the wedding budget to do so. Started looking on Craigslist, Ebay, etc. Worried about getting mine sold.
Flash forward to yesterday afternoon. Something tells me to go shopping. I skipped class. I just happened to call my mom, who I knew was driving back from Virginia, just to tell her the sitch. She just happened to be about ten minutes in front of me. I just happened to be able to get an appointment at a Bridal Store, who just happened to be having a major-ass sale.
I just happened to find a lovely dress that is perfect for an outdoor summer wedding for only $249, which is supercheap in the grand scheme of wedding dresses. I wanted to try on more than one, cause it just doesn't seem like a great idea to only try on one dress.
My mom and the consultant just happened to find a gorgeous, lightweight, understated, cream colored (I had to have cream...too old to wear white), perfect fitting gown for...are you ready??...$99. I tried it on, my mom got chills. Three other people in the shop (who didn't work there) stopped to tell me how beautiful it was.
My mom spotted me the cash for it. I applied for their line of credit. I got it.
It was a healing moment for us, as cheesy as that sounds. But it really was. I fully expected Mom to not even come with me and not even have the patience to listen to me talk about it. Events make her "tired".
Mom and I went out to dinner. At dinner, I thanked her so much and told her what it meant to me. Especially after how it went when we bought my first wedding dress. Back in '92, she had been too tired and nervous to shop, so I had decided that the first dress that fit at all, I'd buy.
So yay!!!! Two really great things came of that!!!
Off to school!!!
Flash forward to yesterday afternoon. Something tells me to go shopping. I skipped class. I just happened to call my mom, who I knew was driving back from Virginia, just to tell her the sitch. She just happened to be about ten minutes in front of me. I just happened to be able to get an appointment at a Bridal Store, who just happened to be having a major-ass sale.
I just happened to find a lovely dress that is perfect for an outdoor summer wedding for only $249, which is supercheap in the grand scheme of wedding dresses. I wanted to try on more than one, cause it just doesn't seem like a great idea to only try on one dress.
My mom and the consultant just happened to find a gorgeous, lightweight, understated, cream colored (I had to have cream...too old to wear white), perfect fitting gown for...are you ready??...$99. I tried it on, my mom got chills. Three other people in the shop (who didn't work there) stopped to tell me how beautiful it was.
My mom spotted me the cash for it. I applied for their line of credit. I got it.
It was a healing moment for us, as cheesy as that sounds. But it really was. I fully expected Mom to not even come with me and not even have the patience to listen to me talk about it. Events make her "tired".
Mom and I went out to dinner. At dinner, I thanked her so much and told her what it meant to me. Especially after how it went when we bought my first wedding dress. Back in '92, she had been too tired and nervous to shop, so I had decided that the first dress that fit at all, I'd buy.
So yay!!!! Two really great things came of that!!!
Off to school!!!