Ok so we are now 11 days away from our wedding day! Woot! Woot!
I would like to paint a picture of what the last few weeks have been in the Jelly Bean household.
Hold on to something, you are in for a bumpy ride.
My dad, very ambitious but lacks “bridal organizational skills” decided to dig up a perfectly good backyard, sideyard and front entryway 1.5 months before the wedding. Fast forward to today. I blindfold myself every time I enter and exit the house.
My dad, and my 3 younger brothers purchase a full size drum set which is now located in the middle of the family room amidst my wedding piles. *enter tranquilizer dart*
I just received an email this morning from our decorator, that the company who was going to drape our tent had an incident involving fire and our draping fabric. So that means no draping for the Jelly Beans wedding. Surprisingly, I was calm when I called our wedding planner. There was no throwing, screaming or crying of any kind. Yet.
My MOH, who was supposed to be here 2-3 weeks ago, decided she had more important events to attend and is arriving late this week.
My MOH was supposed to pick up her dress and the other bridesmaids’ dresses 2 weeks ago from the seamstress who is now on vacation, but did not and told me she did. Got that?
So we are waiting until the shop re-opens this week before she leaves. Which leaves no time for alterations if she needs them because she will be on a plane to Canada.
Mr. Jelly Beans is spending all his days knee deep in dry wall dust and putty, trying to feverishly finish my parents basement, another one of my dad’s many projects, before the big day.
And I, Miss Jelly Beans, will remain calm, cool and collected.
Although I am really scared that one more thing will push me over the edge.
Anyone else feel like this? Or is it just me?
Given your not so good luck with your MOH, please make her swear on her life that she will hand carry the bridesmaid dresses on the plane in a garmet bag. I can easily see her checking those dresses and them never making it to Canada.