Can I start a thread reminiscing all the awful things we subjected ourselves to back in the days before we grew a spine and did our own thing?
If I upload it here, I'll post one of my wedding photos from 1981. You may recognise the sheer terror on my face as I "grin and bear it" to get the Olds off our backs.
Hubby and I had been living together for a year and told his family that there was no way we were turning up to his "Mother in Law's wedding". Right up until six hours beforehand we were trying to justify NOT attending our wedding. After buying a house together without Mother and Father's approval, we finally chickened out and turned up to the prearranged event for 100 guests, only twenty of whom we actually knew.
"Mother's Wedding" from Hell included two bridesmaids who were the daughters of one of her friends. I didn't know them. I had visited once or twice when we were all children, but that was it.
The wedding day was in Brisbane in March. The temperature went way above 30 degrees and there we were all decked out in clothes ordered last winter. Have I mentioned yet that She ordered my dress without my consent and had the dressmaker send the account to me? I'll never forgive that one, at least not until I am cruising the Nile spending any future inheritance. A pattern emerged when a delivery van arrived at our doorstep with a tray of artificial flowers and an account for me. Apparently mother and her friend had ordered them when they were planning the wedding and never thought to mention it to me. Who needs fresh anyway?
Another day at work I received a phone call from a stationery printing company. My wedding stationery was ready to be collected and the bill was $XXX ???? Nope, I didn't know anything about this either.
I could go on for hours but my increased blood pressure isn't worth it. Can you tell that this has hit a raw nerve? You've just gotta laugh. I suppose the dress isn't too bad.
If I upload it here, I'll post one of my wedding photos from 1981. You may recognise the sheer terror on my face as I "grin and bear it" to get the Olds off our backs.
Hubby and I had been living together for a year and told his family that there was no way we were turning up to his "Mother in Law's wedding". Right up until six hours beforehand we were trying to justify NOT attending our wedding. After buying a house together without Mother and Father's approval, we finally chickened out and turned up to the prearranged event for 100 guests, only twenty of whom we actually knew.
"Mother's Wedding" from Hell included two bridesmaids who were the daughters of one of her friends. I didn't know them. I had visited once or twice when we were all children, but that was it.
The wedding day was in Brisbane in March. The temperature went way above 30 degrees and there we were all decked out in clothes ordered last winter. Have I mentioned yet that She ordered my dress without my consent and had the dressmaker send the account to me? I'll never forgive that one, at least not until I am cruising the Nile spending any future inheritance. A pattern emerged when a delivery van arrived at our doorstep with a tray of artificial flowers and an account for me. Apparently mother and her friend had ordered them when they were planning the wedding and never thought to mention it to me. Who needs fresh anyway?
Another day at work I received a phone call from a stationery printing company. My wedding stationery was ready to be collected and the bill was $XXX ???? Nope, I didn't know anything about this either.
I could go on for hours but my increased blood pressure isn't worth it. Can you tell that this has hit a raw nerve? You've just gotta laugh. I suppose the dress isn't too bad.
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