I'm starting to realize that even though my mom wants me to have what FI and I want, she's really good and making what she wants happen. Let me explain...
So, first it was the time of the day for the ceremony. Her main argument was that the colors I'd picked (red and black) were for an evening wedding, not a morning wedding. FI and I wanted a morning wedding because we'd like to leave for our HM on the Oregon coast (about a 6 hour drive) that day rather than staying a night in our hometown. But my mom WOULD NOT let it go. Everytime I brought it up, she brought up the colors. I offered to change my colors (because I really didn't care) and then she said that we should do it in the evening because it wouldn't as hot. *sigh* I eventually had to gang up on her with my dad before she would even listen that morning is a good time of day for it because that's when it's coolest. So, I ended up having to change my colors, but we got the time of day we wanted.
Then it was the dress. I've always wanted cap sleeves. Not sleeve additions (I think they look stupid), but cap sleeves. My mom kept trying to talk me into a sleeveless dress, saying the look was timeless and elegant. I'm sorry, but arm fat is not timeless and elegant. After she saw hundreds of sleeveless dresses on me and then saw a dress with cap sleeves, she decided I was right. Ya think? Geez.
Now it's the DJ. We are not having dancing for all the guests at our reception. The people from FI's church who I love dearly and are coming will not dance. We'd like time to socialize with the people who loves us rather than partying. That's just our thing. So, we don't want a DJ...at all. My mom on the other hand is completely set on having one. My aunt was married about five years ago and didn't have a day of planner, an announcer or a DJ to keep things moving along, so it took forever to eat (the food was cold) and it took forever to get everyone corralled for pictures, etc. She keeps saying "You don't want to have an Aunt Becky wedding do you?" That's her main argument for the DJ.
FI is so against it. I had decided long ago to let it go. My parents are paying for the DJ, if it makes them happy to pay hundreds of dollars for someone we're not really using, then whatever. It's not a battle worth fighting. FI thought it was and called my mom last night to tell her to void the check she wrote the DJ (there's no contract yet) and he'll call him and tell him we've decided not to use him. I wasn't there when he called my mom, but he said she didn't freak out. She just told him he needed to find someone else for music, then. Is it really that easy?! I'm so frustrated because I've been battling with my mom over everything and he just called her up and she agreed? -.-
That got really long. Ha. Here's some yummy chocolate chip cookies for you if you read through all of my mom-drama.