My aunt is driving me crazy... She reminds me of Professior Xavier Charles from the X-men. I didn't want children... there are children coming, I didn't want elderly folk.... my grandmother who could barely walk is flying in from Miami, I wanted a appitizers ...there is going to be food food! I wanted to keep the security at a minium... so my guest wouldn't feel like a terrorist... there are like four security checks. I wanted a small wedding of 50... my list is 120. My hair iliterally falling out. Stressed to the point where I'm starting not care abou the whole thing.