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I know the feeling!... 
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Arghhhhhhhh!!! I called my mother today in tears. I begged, I pleaded, I championed for some possible way we could call this wedding thing off!!??? Maybe we could just pay everyone’s change fees for their wasted airline tickets…(the total of which might be less even ONE of our locations!) Perhaps we could do a veggie bar b q in somebody’s backyard, & call it a day? Maybe we could move to Tibet, take up the cause of the exiled & have people forget we ever imagined this fiasco of an event & just Kumbaya us w/love or something?
No matter what the clever out I envisioned, my mother remained steadfast that now, 1.5 weeks before the big day, we COULD NOT CANCEL the event. Bummer. I almost saw freedom… right around the corner.
Because it has been more than 4 months since I’ve gone to a movie, had a social life, watched a television show, gone out for a leisurely stroll, talked on the phone just to say hello to someone or partook of anything that might be perceived as part of a “normal existence”, I wanted so badly to walk away, take my life (& my savings) back & go see Inglorious Bastards or something. But no, I’m committed. I must go down with this ship.
The latest & not so greatest:
The tour bus we hired to shuttle our guests from the hotel to “The Boarding School/Prison Camp” (i.e. the ceremony location that is oh so beautiful, but might be called “PUT A DAMPER ON YOUR WEDDING HOPES ALLEY/RULES CENTRAL”)…anyway we hired a bus (as to be more eco-friendly AND to make things easier for our guests). This bus, we just learned today, possibly CAN’T SAFELY MAKE IT UP THE HILL TO “RULES CENTRAL”, as it seats 61 passengers, is L-O-N-G, & might get caught on the ground or something & have to be towed away in the event. Really. Our options: hire a SECOND PAID BUS to bring guests a 1 minute drive up the driveway, (take a bottle of pills) hire a limo service or taxi or???? Yes Goodness.
A tad more than a week before the big event, my dress (promised to be delivered in August) IS STILL NOT FINISHED!!!
We found out, despite having to pay a hefty fee for a “fire permit” so we can do a wild & crazy thing like, “light candles at our reception”, the TYPE of candles we already invested in are a no-go. (They are not unique, or exotic or vulgarly dancing candles or anything). Luckily, after a brief nervous breakdown on my part, it appears this issue CAN be resolved. Pay the hefty fee, cry a little, get on your knees & pray & perhaps they’ll work with you.
Challenges w/decor. Need I say more?
Still don’t have our wedding dance down. Like. At. All.
Emotional difficulties this week…& not to put a complete & total damper on things within this week’s rant/venting hour, but I’d like to share that VeganGroom’s mother got rushed to the hospital this week for emergency surgery. She’s still in the hospital (please pray for her if you believe in prayer). Looks as though she won’t be able to make it to our wedding ceremony. 
The sweetest sweetest sweetest kindest woman from my church (did I say sweet?) had some HORRIBLE news this past Sunday that I’m still reeling from…
I think I’m all the more emotionally raw than usual because the stakes are so high & the margin of error so low.
These be tumultuous times for a bride to be! If it’s not getting ripped off from a would be vendor who makes a living from unsuspecting/desperate brides who are too tired, stressed, anxious, unaware & busy to scoff at that 500% mark up (rant on this later)… it’s madness in the world, or madness from within from trying to live up to so many impossible expectations. The director of a documentary on marriage we’re taking part in (more on this to come, as well) informed me that the most used word in any bridal magazine is the word “perfect”. “Perfect day, “perfect dress” in a perfect setting, within a “perfect” world. I’m beginning to re-think it all, & dare to focus on (gasp) just enjoying the time for what it’s worth.
My mother has been able to remain calm amidst the storm & talked me off the bridal madness ledge. For that I am grateful.
And of course for you. And for Him.
And for HIM.
Goodnight. C
So, finally you reach that day and time when it’s actually happening to you. The day you’ve dreamt of your entire life. The glitz, the glam, the pomp, the circumstance, the whole shebang is before you. You’re saying “I do” to the man of your dreams, in front of friends, family, (and obligatory second cousins). The birds will be chirping, the skies… parting, all will be beautiful & right with the world. B-U-T, what if you’re slightly alternative, or even, (dirty word warning) v-e-g-a-n!?? If your journey looks anything like mine – this, oh this, is where the controversy begins.
