Yesterday was quite interesting to say the least. FI and I were talking about our guest list and how my side was filling up, where as his was still missing a handful. He called FMIL to ask her to follow up on some RSVP's. She said she thinks all of the missing RSVP's are coming but she will follow up to be sure. I asked FI to ask her if she had heard anything about FSIL's dress. Nada. They got off the phone and I immediately called Davids Bridal. Not only to check on FSIL's dress (that I've been stressing about a little bit) but to check on my MOH, SIL and FSIL shoe dying.
I spoke with a sales girl and gave her my information. She looked it up (spelled my last name right on the first try...NO ONE can do that!) and told me that FSIL's dress came in 2/11/14. I asked why I didn't get an email and why FSIL didn't get a call. She said that there was no number to call (BS) and no email (BS again). I told her that I updated that information when I was in to order my shoes and she said that it must not have saved. Ok, no big deal. At least FSIL's dress is in. THANK GOD! Anyhow. She checked on the shoes and said all 3 were ready for pick up. Again, I asked why there was no call or email. She said that she isn't sure but it looks like they've been done for a while. GREAT. Communication SUCKS with Davids Bridal. I texted FSIL and told her that her shoes and dress were in. She thanked me. I then told her to go ASAP to try on the dress and get any alterations done so they're done before 3/1. She said she had planned to. OK. No problem. FI called FMIL and told her. She was happy to hear the dress was in. Good. She will be bringing FSIL to DB to get fitted. Vent #1 - She then told FI that on the day of the wedding, she plans to hang out here at the house for a little bit after getting her hair done. (She's FSIL's transportation (don't ask, I have no clue - it causes me to question things too)) Our hair appointment is at 8am. It'll take at least 2 hours (ish) to get everyone done. I figure we'll be home by 10/10:30. She said she's gonna hang out until 11:30. My issue with this is that she should be spending time with her son the morning of. Not me. She likes to "get in the way" when she is at my house and "take the attention" by making things all about her. I don't want that the morning of my wedding. When I come home from the hair salon, I plan to have a mimosa (or two), have a cigarette (with out being judged!), eat some yummy food (french toast casserole - yummy) and just relax until my photographer gets there to start taking photos. I told FI that I really don't want FMIL here that long. 10 minutes maybe but not an hour or so. He asked why and I said that I don't think she should be spending the time with me...she should be with him. He said he was going to talk to her. Oye.
Vent # 2: My Mother. FI and I went down to my parents house so my mom could have me try a part of my dress on and start on our bracelet and earring project for the girls. My SIL and nephew were there (she was getting her gown measured for hem) so I got to talk with her for a bit. I put the dress on, which I had thought was taken apart. My mom started messing with something and then decided that it wasn't worth the extra work of her inserting something and then putting it back together. The seams wouldn't match up with my bust. No biggie. She's going to remake the bodice as she originally planned. Once I got the dress off, I was freaking out a little (in my head) that it won't be done in time - even though we have 26 days. I told my mom I would be down next weekend to see the status of the dress. I then asked her about the bracelets. She said that she'll start one later this week and show me when I come down. I said that I wanted to get them started ASAP because I want to get the little crap done and over with. She said OK we'll deal with it over the weekend. I then, humorously, told my mom that I'd like to say that my gown is complete by March 1st so if there are any changes needed, we can work on it that weekend and have it be DONE by no later than 3/8. She agreed.
Why do I feel like when things go right, another thing happens to snow ball and become a thorn in my side??