Mrs. Donut, Singapore/Natchez, MS
Age and Occupation: 31, Classical Singer
Fiance's Age and Occupation: 33, Attorney
Engagement Date: January 28, 2007
Wedding Date: May, 2008
Blogging Since: November 27, 2006
Venue: St. Mary Basilica & the historic Eola Hotel, Natchez
About Me: I am a displaced Southern belle trying to orchestrate our big day with my sweetie while living in a land far far away. When not planning for our classic Southern celebration, I love to read, travel, explore my artistic side, and bake brownies for Mr. Donut, who happens to love eating them. It works out well.
A Series of Unfortunate Events…
June 5th, 2008 @ 4:55 pm by Mrs. Donut
Sorry to have been MIA for so long, but Murphy’s Law was the new rule around here in the days leading up to the wedding. It all started three weeks ago when I received a phone call from the stylist I had booked to do my hair…
“Miss Donut,” she said, “I see here that you have an appointment for a hair trial this Saturday for your wedding in two weeks. Well, we got to talking about it and we just realized that we’ll all be on vacation that weekend and that the salon will be closed.”
Excuse me? What?! You JUST realized that you won’t be open that weekend, despite the fact that I booked this appointment over a month ago? After a five minute freak out, I called and booked a salon that was recommended to me by the original but now closed salon. The downside was she could only fit me in for a hair trial 2 days before the wedding.
All was quiet on the wedding front for a few days. I went down to Natchez a week and a half before the wedding to do last minute vendor checks. I stopped by the florist to make sure that things were on track and to see if she (finally) had our final estimate prepared. It was Mother’s Day, so she was super busy, but she said that she would get that estimate to me first thing on Monday. I asked her if she thought that we would be on budget and she all but assured me we would fine.
Monday came and went and there was no final estimate. Tuesday. Wednesday. I was getting nervous so I started calling. A lot. She was either out on a delivery or just plain out. Eventually my parents got in on the calling and between four different phones we finally managed to speak with her. She faxed the estimate to us and Mama Donut and I nearly fell on the floor. It was over double the number we had discussed. And that was just for personal flowers - never mind the flowers and containers for the centerpieces that we were ordering through her, but I had designed and we were putting together ourselves. It took a few panick filled days of some fast rethinking and reworking, but in the end we trimmed the budget to a far more acceptable number.
Then came the random things that were worrisome and time consuming but easily solvable. My little snuggle puppy, who thinks he is a German Shepard but is, in reality, a Miniature Schnauzer, picked a fight with an actual big dog. He lost and was wounded in the battle. The result was a serious infection and a trip to the doggie hospital. Shortly thereafter, Mama Donut’s car decided to die. It became clear after numerous trips to the auto shop that we were going to have to rent a car for the wedding trip down to Natchez.
And that’s just the days BEFORE the wedding. Just wait until I tell you about the day of…
12 Responses to “A Series of Unfortunate Events…”
Oy vey. Things like this always amuse me (sometimes not when they’re happening), but there’s nothing you can do about them except grin and bear it. Hope everything came out OK!
Sorry to hear about ALL that 
How is your puppy doing now?
since your moniker is now “Mrs. Donut”, I trust things worked out for the best in the end, but this sounds like a headache… or a series of headaches! Ugh.
Geez louise! It’s quite a last three weeks you’ve had! How’s the puppers? All healed up yet?
Oh poor dear! Our reception venue threw us a serious curveball in the week before the wedding, so I know how stressful those last-minute challenges can be…. But congrats on becoming a MRS!!
Ugh… when it rains it pours! I assume this has a happy ending??
Yikes. I’m assuming things worked out okay in the end, and I hope that there were at least some things that turned out nicely on your wedding day.
mr beanchar and I had the WEEK FROM HELL leading up to our wedding, including mishaps both wedding-related and NWR, including thinking that I was going to be married in a dress that looked like a used Kleenex until about 20 minutes before the wedding— but at that point I didn’t care b/c all that adversity just made me realize what a treasure I had in mr beanchar.
Glad you made it through too! 
Oh no! Poor little puppy…I hope he is all better! Bad hair and wrong flowers is one thing, but the threatened well-being of even the smallest family member is something to definately put it all in perspective!
OMG Donut!! This is like, the saddest story EVER!!! I hope it improves!!!!
Don’t leave us hanging! We are all worried!!!!
Oh dear me the drama! You poor thing… hope it worked out better in the end.
