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So.. the only disadvantage to being a bride at the wedding? I don't really have any pictures to share.
I may.
Later.
After Disney World.
I would like to say this though:
My mother is upset at me.
Why you ask - because I didn't spend a lot of time with her. For those of you who haven't been to a wedding - this is nigh impossible. HOWEVER I would like to note that I did go to visit her and grandma - taking time out of the day even though I really shouldn't have - BUT I DID. Not that this counted appearently. SO, moving on - I invited them to the Rehersal and Rehersal Dinner - I'll skip the part where I've been asking my mother since June if she wanted to do a rehersel dinner at all and then suddenly she's shocked that we want to have one come October - and when I texted to ask them if they were coming they responded with: probably not, your mother's getting her nails done.
Really.
REALLY.
Okay, we freak out - we get ready - we're all running around. Jenn freaks out. We run to Zeke's Mom's Hotel and get dressed. We take some photos - I text mom and tell her to be there at 3. We're there at 3:30.
She texts me and tells me she'll be there in a few. I say okay.
We wait.
We take some photos. We wait.
I finally text my mother she tells me she's been there for 45 minutes waiting.
45 minutes.
Waiting.
She doesn't call me. Text me to tell me she's there.
Nothing.
Step back a minute - I have this fun image in my head of my mother in some photos helping me get dressed. Maybe curling my hair or... I don't know. Anything.
BUT she waits in the lobby for 45 minutes.
To get ready.
She waits.
......
I ask Zeke's mom to go get her. She does.
Zeke's buttons pop off her dress. My aunt fixes them.
Mom curls my hair. Asks me about bridesmaid. She flaked - mom's pissed. Why you ask - because she spent her Hilton points on the brisdesmaid and we forgot to tell her that. Not about the bridesmaid - just about her non-existent points.
We arrive at the wedding ... on a shuttle. How romantic.
Okay. SO, skip to the wedding part.
Great.
Tony in a silver suit
Coy looking like James Bond
Zeke looked like she was out of my dreams.
Jenn looked like a spartan queen.
Our first dance (poorly choreographed by us that morning) and then dinner.
We'll move on to the speech made by Jeff that made me cry.
Then a speech by Dan (Zeke's bro) that made us cry.
No one dances.
So we dance damn it.
THEN people dance.
We go for family photos.
We take some.
Uncle Bill (Zeke's) announces we need "A WALLISH FAMILAY PHOTO"
I hop off to leave
He says "Whoa where do you think you're going?!"
I take photos.
I turn to ask my family if they want an "Us" photo - they're halfway down the hall all ready.
They begrudgingly come back.
They take photos.
I have a total meltdown in the dressing room after all is said and done. I'm informed by my aunt earlier in the night my mother is going to have a 'chat' with me in a few months about how she 'feels' about this whole thing.
Yes that's right. How SHE feels about this whole thing.
Heh.
I spend most of the night being so angry and wound up I don't sleep until 3am. That's when I finally pass out.
Pictures will follow when I have them.
I may.
Later.
After Disney World.
I would like to say this though:
My mother is upset at me.
Why you ask - because I didn't spend a lot of time with her. For those of you who haven't been to a wedding - this is nigh impossible. HOWEVER I would like to note that I did go to visit her and grandma - taking time out of the day even though I really shouldn't have - BUT I DID. Not that this counted appearently. SO, moving on - I invited them to the Rehersal and Rehersal Dinner - I'll skip the part where I've been asking my mother since June if she wanted to do a rehersel dinner at all and then suddenly she's shocked that we want to have one come October - and when I texted to ask them if they were coming they responded with: probably not, your mother's getting her nails done.
Really.
REALLY.
Okay, we freak out - we get ready - we're all running around. Jenn freaks out. We run to Zeke's Mom's Hotel and get dressed. We take some photos - I text mom and tell her to be there at 3. We're there at 3:30.
She texts me and tells me she'll be there in a few. I say okay.
We wait.
We take some photos. We wait.
I finally text my mother she tells me she's been there for 45 minutes waiting.
45 minutes.
Waiting.
She doesn't call me. Text me to tell me she's there.
Nothing.
Step back a minute - I have this fun image in my head of my mother in some photos helping me get dressed. Maybe curling my hair or... I don't know. Anything.
BUT she waits in the lobby for 45 minutes.
To get ready.
She waits.
......
I ask Zeke's mom to go get her. She does.
Zeke's buttons pop off her dress. My aunt fixes them.
Mom curls my hair. Asks me about bridesmaid. She flaked - mom's pissed. Why you ask - because she spent her Hilton points on the brisdesmaid and we forgot to tell her that. Not about the bridesmaid - just about her non-existent points.
We arrive at the wedding ... on a shuttle. How romantic.
Okay. SO, skip to the wedding part.
Great.
Tony in a silver suit
Coy looking like James Bond
Zeke looked like she was out of my dreams.
Jenn looked like a spartan queen.
Our first dance (poorly choreographed by us that morning) and then dinner.
We'll move on to the speech made by Jeff that made me cry.
Then a speech by Dan (Zeke's bro) that made us cry.
No one dances.
So we dance damn it.
THEN people dance.
We go for family photos.
We take some.
Uncle Bill (Zeke's) announces we need "A WALLISH FAMILAY PHOTO"
I hop off to leave
He says "Whoa where do you think you're going?!"
I take photos.
I turn to ask my family if they want an "Us" photo - they're halfway down the hall all ready.
They begrudgingly come back.
They take photos.
I have a total meltdown in the dressing room after all is said and done. I'm informed by my aunt earlier in the night my mother is going to have a 'chat' with me in a few months about how she 'feels' about this whole thing.
Yes that's right. How SHE feels about this whole thing.
Heh.
I spend most of the night being so angry and wound up I don't sleep until 3am. That's when I finally pass out.
Pictures will follow when I have them.