Weddingbee Blog

I just got back from my NYC trip and overall it was good except for Saturday from 10pm-1am. I broke down ladies and gentlemen. I had too many people to see, too many things to do in one weekend. I overdid it. Lesson learned.

But first, here’s a cute photo of Miss. Apple, Mrs. Bee, Mrs. Butterfly.

I think Becky, the other bride, and I had the best intentions to make it a fun night. But it would probably have been better if we made it more intimate with our close friends and family instead of trying to combine our friends together - though we do have mutual friends.

Friday night, my MOH (Susan), my cousin who lives in the city (Andrea), and I had a marvolous time at dinner at Mermaid Inn. Before then, we had a few shots of jager and stoli to loosen us up. We also ordered a bottle of the Rose Brut Champagne that was deeeeelicious. Great conversation, good food, and great company.

Saturday, I met up with my soon to be sister in law - Tania. We walked and shopped around Nolita/West Village/Soho/Bleecker during the afternoon and it was great catching up again.

I think Saturday night was the tipping point. I felt great pressure the whole weekend to accomodate everyone flying in, seeing all of my friends and family in the city, meeting and greeting new ones, and wishing for the best. Oh goodness, this sounds like a snippet of my wedding day in two months. ha!

Saturday night dinner was a little chaotic considering all twenty girls met up, and the tables next to us were so loud and that we couldn’t even hear the person across from us. This was the precursor to the volatile night.

Saturday at Lotus - Honestly, no one was having a good time. Half of the group does not drink (either medical or personal reasons), the music was awful so no one danced, tired from the last couple days’ activities, too many girls with differing opinions and so I broke down and Mrs Bee saw everything! Oh goodness, I felt awful.

After all of this, I think I work best either one on one or in groups of 4. I have four great friends in Dallas and I have four great friends in NYC and Chicago (study abroad friends). All of my friends are different - some shy and reserved and some loud mouth’d and opinionated. But we all get along really well and have some common similarities. I guess Becky and I had hoped it would be a big shebang of sorts, but there were just too many of us with no opportunity to talk and get to know one another in such a short time.

Sunday was great, winding down time with my close friends who came up with me from Dallas. We decided to stroll the streets of Fifth Avenue, have a light lunch, and do some Chinatown haggling.

BUT Saturday pole dancing kicked major ass. We had a ton of fun, details will follow. Here’s a teaser.