My mother failed to produce a graphic for the wedding reception invitation. We are 60 days away from the party with no invitations in the mail. They evict people from their homes with more notice. I was at work when I found out there would be no "super-awesome- totally-Samina" invite so I didn't quite snap on the spot. I snapped about an hour later on my 30 minute lunch. I stomped out of work furious, heels clacking, my mother trailing behind me on my way to Michael's next door. I hate Michael's. I hate that I had to purchase a Martha Stewart DIY wedding invite kit just so I could get something (ANYTHING) in the mail.
I hate you Martha Stewart. I hate the invitation. It is not what I wanted. In fact a Day of the Dead bride and groom invitation is just about the ONLY thing I wanted and not getting that one thing upset me...greatly.
Really, we cannot call this a "Bridezilla moment" we call these "Samina moments". Crying jags, punctuated by hyperventilating,paranoid thoughts,foot stomping and sarcastic comments through gritted teeth which if I were a child would have earned me the threat of a good slap. Since I am an adult, and a bride, my mother did damage control and I am sure she still ratted me and my bad attitude out to my father.
The plan: Pray the computer/printer won't screw up 50 invitations. Glue tiny handmade skulls to cover up the hideously happy sunflowers on top of the cheerful pop-up cake in the middle of the invitation. Get these things in the mail. Get this whole court marriage/wedding reception/move to foreign frozen place over and done with.
You know what they say "If you want something done you have to do it yourself." DUDE,I'M DOING IT, OKAY! Tomorrow...so totally doing it tomorrow.
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you should have told me, I could have MADE Ramon draw something for you!
We had something similiar happen, my wife became so stressed over it. Everything worked out in the end, but at the time it was like the end of the world.
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