Miss Peppermint, LA/Palm Springs
Age and Occupation: 23, Actress
Fiance's Age and Occupation: 24, Web Producer
Engagement Date: October 21, 2006
Wedding Date: December 2007
Blogging Since: July 2, 2007
Venue: historic estate overlooking the heart of Palm Springs
About Me: I am a Southern California native who enjoys cooking, writing, travel and all things in the arts. Mr. Peppermint and I met in college and he proposed on our four year anniversary in one of our most special places, Joshua Tree National Park. We're having a destination wedding in Palms Springs that will incorporate tradition as well as reflect our personalities!
The Massacre
November 15th, 2007 @ 6:12 pm by Mrs. Peppermint
I have a confession to make: I had my most bridezilla moment (at least to date… knock on wood!). I suppose it’s good to have gotten it out of the way, but nonetheless, there was a bit of a debacle last weekend…
It all started out very innocently. Mr. Peppermint and I were gocco-ing our Thank You cards. We agreed we wanted to get that out of the way so we’d be ready to fill them out in time. We had talked about a design and settled on what we wanted. Since Palm Springs (and the surrounding areas) is so special to us and he proposed in Joshua Tree National Park, we decided that we’d like a simple drawing of a Joshua Tree on the front. Inside we planned on text that would read “Thank You” in the top left, and “Mr. & Mrs. Peppermint” in the bottom right. Easy. We spent Friday night and Saturday morning making them and were really happy with the results.
Here is our view of Joshua Tree National Forrest:
So, after feeling triumphant and laying them across our floor to dry, we decided to go off and complete some wedding errands. Before leaving I had the thought that our darling little roomba may go off while we’re gone (he’s scheduled to go off at 3pm daily). I alerted Mr. Peppermint to my fears and he pressed a few buttons and assured me that it was safe.
Yes, dear reader, you guessed it. Miss Peppermint’s intuition was right. When I arrived home (fortunately for his sake, Mr. P did not enter when I did), I saw the cards everywhere. Some bent. Some with “roomba tracks”. And yes, I cried. Fortunately after some tears and mild hysterics (okay, I lost it), I got Mr. Peppermint to come and assess the damages. He divided them into a stacks based on their state. About three quarters of them are fine (and that might be enough to last us), and then the rest vary from questionable to unusable. All in all, we will be fine… but, man, I guess a woman’s intuition is always right. 
What has your most bridezilla moment been?? Come on, ladies, fess up!
12 Responses to “The Massacre”
Send out the roomba tracked ones and just blame it on the post office.
that really stinks… but it has the flavor of one of those stories you’ll love to tell after the fact…. “my roomba ate my thank you notes!”
I only had one… It was when my cat pushed over a waterbottle and it drowned my invitations. I flipped out and sat in the bathroom sobbing and I even broke a finger when I threw the invites after I realized they were gone.
ooh no! at least there are [hopefully] enough to last. your cards look fabulous, btw. i agree with piper, after the wedding you’ll both probably will be laughing about this!
its scary when its time to worry about your appliances messing up your house when you leave…i’m still worried about the cat.
Oh I’m so sorry Miss Peppermint! It sucks when you put so much time and effort into something to have it get in an accident so soon after. At least you’ll have an amusing story to tell someday!
I’m sorry, but that cracks me up. I can totally picture ANY bride in that situation: the slow realization and then shock of what happened, initial sniffles, full-on bawling - then hopefully ridiculous laughter at the insanity of the moment.
And yes, a woman’s intuition is ALWAYS right!
AWW! Thats not bridezillaish at all! Its hard to see a backbreaking 5 hours of crafting go to the dogs (or the roomba, if you will). I’m happy to hear that most were salvageable…and they are beautiful, as well.
aww!!! that sounds exactly like something that i would do and happen to me!! wow. *pat pat* it’s okay!
Bridezilla moment? LOL, just one?! Let’s see, it’s got to be during the conversation I had this morning in the car, when I told him that I’m tired of chasing his parents around for the information of guests they want to invite. If I don’t get it by Thanksgiving, they’re not getting an invitation and you better be damn sure all my RSVP’s better come back. To that, he responded, why do you need the RSVP’s back? To which I replied, if I didn’t want them back, I wouldn’t have printed them for an additional $75 and put postage on them! Men, clueless! =)
I had my one and only the day before my wedding. We call the minister (who is a family member) a couple of hours before the rehearsal to confirm that she’d be there - and she says that she’s NOT coming! An emergency came up. I LOST it. But we pulled it together, rehearsed without her and the ceremony went as planned the next day.
Haha where is the picture of the aftermath? I’m sure you were too hysterical to even want to document the disaster but when you look back on it afterwards, it would be funny!
I’m glad you were able to salvage most of your cards. Really cute cards, btw!
