This has got to be one of the most insane weddings I have ever been involved with. I suppose that since it is DD2's that sort of makes a kind of backhanded sense. Everything was going smoothly, then the last minute disasters began.
Swine flue, Mexico, the honeymoon to Cancun was off. The resort offered them Jamaica instead, and they took it though I wish they hadn't based on principal.
The garden they are being married in restructured their management, and the lady now in charge of private events is a complete ditz with no clue what she is doing or even what is stated in their standard contract. Of course since rain is forecast it may be moot anyway.
My parents cancelled with two weeks notice because my dad hurt his shoulder and can't drive.
DD1 who was supposed to be a bridesmaid cancelled with 10 days notice. Not only did her BF become unemployed, but she has had a sudden and severe outbreak of psoriasis. It is all over her chest and arms, and she would rather die than wear her strapless gown in front of people. This is the first outbreak she has ever had, though it runs in the family. Rather than asking a groomsman to step down, DD2 had the dress fedexed to her and is trying it on all her friends.
The car rental agency apparently lied to everybody they talked to. The maid of honor was going to drive a van full of people down and back. Now they have decided that DD2 cannot pay for the van, the driver has to, and they won't let her rent one to drive out of state because she has never rented a car before. We have split everybody over a couple of vehicles, but DH will miss the rehersal because his ride leaves Saturday.
My sewing machine broke a needle when I was sewing down the lace overlay on the bodice of my dress. Normally no biggie. However the needle broke on nothing, and I strongly suspect demonic posession. The machine not only sucked the broken part of the needle into the bobbin, it sucked a fair bit of dress down with it. The dress is ruined, in fact I still havent gotten it all out of the machine yet. It just about shredded the bit it sucked in. which unfortunately was a combination of lace, charmeuse, and noil. Semi-empire with a lace overlay on a charmeuse bodice with a noil skirt, all silk, made the lace myself, DH was certain I had sewn my hand to it when he heard me shriek.
All of the bridesmaids, DD2, and me, are majorly bloated, crampy, and running late with regard to Mr Monthly Visitor.
Two weeks ago kiri's endocrinologist found a lump in her throat, and got her in for a biopsy in two days. The verdict is freaky looking cells, and they want to remove part or all of her thyroid. We got the results today.
The school tried to schedule Ash's year end meeting without us. We got it rescheduled for the 20th, but the only day before then that we can tour the alternate facility for next year is tommorow. Good thing the car rental place messed us around. DH will do the tour, I will be on the road.
kiri's disability hearing is tomorrow. After waiting for it for three years, rescheduling is kind of out of the question.
And finally, Ash is all stuffed up and running a temperature. If he is not better by Saturday, DH will have to stay home. Asking Ash to put up with a 10 or 12 hour drive is trepidatious to begin with, asking him to do it sick is right out of the question.
DD2 and I have discussed this over the phone, and have come to the conclusion that a gallon of Death by Chocolate ice cream, a bottle of pamprin, and a liter of rum are definitely called for on Saturday night. Saturday morning we dress shop for me. Saturday afternoon we do the rehersal. Saturday night we wallow in self indulgence. Take out chinese and Steel Magnolias may strongly figure in the evening.
The wedding is Sunday, I expect we will all survive unless the groom's mother throws a tantrum and tries to claw her ex-husband's girlfriend's eyes out. In that case I will just have to kill her, unless somebody else beats me to it.
NightMist it will work out how it works out