I wanted to wait for Beverly to spill the beans about our big day since it's mostly her family that reads my blogs and I thought it would be better coming from her. So, now that it's all out there I can vent. It went from private ceremony and dinner to witnesses and reception minus the DJ (my mom did find one just in case). I ended up having to design a cake with a specialist and try to match
wristlets with the dresses. These are all decisions I never intended to make. But no matter how many times I say, "I just want to have dinner", my
bridezilla mom won't listen. I am really, really
grateful that Beverly and Brad are coming because my mom would have done all this anyway and Wayland would have been really left out without his family. We really should have planned it better so more could share our day with us and please know that we are feeling guilty about this. We only wanted to get it over with. Sorry Wayland, I couldn't stop this freight train.
PS. I am secretly super excited!
PSS. I forgot to warn the
Paxmans about the
Squeteri's... I was joking about telling them to prepare for the hurricane weather but I am not joking about my family. They are loud, they bicker, they are always right and they are Italian. 5
Squeteri's in one room could easily sound like 20. I am expecting 18 so... brace yourselves.