Its Only 365 Days
189/365: THE ALL SEEING EYE
8 JULY 13
Good news and bad news: good news, I love weddings, bad news, I hate weddings.
It's the tale of two different weddings, that's for sure. So for the good news, my besty has appointed me to be her wedding planner. She says and I quote, she has been through the hell of many other weddings and she just wants to relax and keep it low key marrying my other best friend because, well, they've been together 15 years, they don't want a lot of hooplah. Yes...this was super great news because I love planning things. I love organizing things, I love the detective work required to get good pricing, and for the 2 years I did this type of stuff in my sleep for events, though never for a wedding.Two days in and I already have a solid binder of information going. Today after a three day search, I have found the most uh-mazing venue. It has a garden/ceremony space, dance floor, a nearby play room for the kids with video game and toys, kitchen, bridal and groom suites, and they can set the area up as part club style lounge seating, part banquet, and part dance floor. Yes!
R & S are on a budget because they just bought a house, so having to find a venue for their budget that doesn't look like the police just removed the dead body has been challenging. Also challenging...they wanted, bar service, table/chairs/linens/catering included as well as a DJ. Like all good party and event planners you don't scream, that's damn near impossible you crazy fool!...no, you smile, nod your head, and you make it happen. This isn't news to me. With the old job, I said yes to everything including the impossible and somehow made it happen for the events. It really wasn't worth it to hear from the big boss that the clients weren't happy. So, not only have I made it happen UNDER budget, but the location also kicks in lighting with the wedding package and the location is a mere 12 minutes from the house the future bride is currently living in until they marry. I also did make sure it was BBB legit and that the reviews were there from impartial sources, so now I can't wait to give her the good news. I friggin' love me!
In, I hate weddings news...sigh...my brother's wedding. I'm over it. I just got an email yesterday telling me now the shoes aren't right. I have already had to mail in and return the dress(es) plural 3 times, and now after I sent an email about hte shoes and got no response, I apparently incorrectly assumed that they were going to be the shoes...turns out, got an email that nope, the others felt them too uncomfortable...truth be told, as did I, which is why I sent the email that got no response weeks ago, so now last minute (AHHH, the wedding is August 3) I'm having to see if I can return and see if I can find another pair of hard to find shoes which like the dresses, they don't seem to be in my size. This is now the second time I've been asked if I could "squeeze into a size" smaller then I actually wear. This experience has taught me that I basically never want to be a bridesmaid again. It has not been fun, or exciting, or has made me feel more happiness for the world, its made me bitter and self conscious. I am literally both double the size in both length and width of the other maids. I keep gritting my teeth and saying...I'm doing this for my brother...I'm doing this for my brother...I'm doing this for my brother.
Oye!
189/365: THE ALL SEEING EYE
8 JULY 13
Good news and bad news: good news, I love weddings, bad news, I hate weddings.
It's the tale of two different weddings, that's for sure. So for the good news, my besty has appointed me to be her wedding planner. She says and I quote, she has been through the hell of many other weddings and she just wants to relax and keep it low key marrying my other best friend because, well, they've been together 15 years, they don't want a lot of hooplah. Yes...this was super great news because I love planning things. I love organizing things, I love the detective work required to get good pricing, and for the 2 years I did this type of stuff in my sleep for events, though never for a wedding.Two days in and I already have a solid binder of information going. Today after a three day search, I have found the most uh-mazing venue. It has a garden/ceremony space, dance floor, a nearby play room for the kids with video game and toys, kitchen, bridal and groom suites, and they can set the area up as part club style lounge seating, part banquet, and part dance floor. Yes!
R & S are on a budget because they just bought a house, so having to find a venue for their budget that doesn't look like the police just removed the dead body has been challenging. Also challenging...they wanted, bar service, table/chairs/linens/catering included as well as a DJ. Like all good party and event planners you don't scream, that's damn near impossible you crazy fool!...no, you smile, nod your head, and you make it happen. This isn't news to me. With the old job, I said yes to everything including the impossible and somehow made it happen for the events. It really wasn't worth it to hear from the big boss that the clients weren't happy. So, not only have I made it happen UNDER budget, but the location also kicks in lighting with the wedding package and the location is a mere 12 minutes from the house the future bride is currently living in until they marry. I also did make sure it was BBB legit and that the reviews were there from impartial sources, so now I can't wait to give her the good news. I friggin' love me!
In, I hate weddings news...sigh...my brother's wedding. I'm over it. I just got an email yesterday telling me now the shoes aren't right. I have already had to mail in and return the dress(es) plural 3 times, and now after I sent an email about hte shoes and got no response, I apparently incorrectly assumed that they were going to be the shoes...turns out, got an email that nope, the others felt them too uncomfortable...truth be told, as did I, which is why I sent the email that got no response weeks ago, so now last minute (AHHH, the wedding is August 3) I'm having to see if I can return and see if I can find another pair of hard to find shoes which like the dresses, they don't seem to be in my size. This is now the second time I've been asked if I could "squeeze into a size" smaller then I actually wear. This experience has taught me that I basically never want to be a bridesmaid again. It has not been fun, or exciting, or has made me feel more happiness for the world, its made me bitter and self conscious. I am literally both double the size in both length and width of the other maids. I keep gritting my teeth and saying...I'm doing this for my brother...I'm doing this for my brother...I'm doing this for my brother.
Oye!