Dear Friends, It happened! Got the guy. Got the ring. I'm the bride!
Now, it's my turn to make you pay for an ugly dress, which I said I'd never do because, well, I lied!
Dear Family, I'll wear what I want that day even if it's a pink dress with polka dots or a dark lipstick that you hate.
You'll deal with it! In fact, you're gonna gush over me and tell me I look great.
because I'm not wearing what you would wear that day, you're going to
talk about me? Go ahead! Say what you're going to say.
I don't really care. I always thought you had crappy taste anyway.
Dear Vendors, you think it's ok to be stupid, lazy or late?
I've got news for you. You work for me now! And, I don't wait.
When I call, pick up. When I ask for something, send it. In other words, do your job!
Is this how you run a business? You'll be done in a year, you incompetent slob.
I can't help it. I'm a bridezilla because of you and you and you.
That's what I'm trying to say. Yes, you made me this way.
Now, get over it - in case you haven't heard, it's MY DAY.
But, I will make one promise ... and I mean every word ... I swear on the church choir...
Before all is said and done, I PROMISE not to light anyone or anything on fire.
Oh, and I love the groom.
#WeddingWednesday on Twitter tomorrow. I joke about how I was a Bridezilla but I was nothing like the psychos on that show. Have you ever
The truth is ~
1/ That I didn't and would never put any of my friends in an ugly dress. I love them way too much.
My family learned early on to keep their fashion opinions to themselves.
3/ My vendors had brains!
A bonus 4 and 5 for today ~
I really had no reason to set any people, places or things aflame. (And, my mother hid all the matches.)
I married H, the love of my life, and isn't that the point?
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