Evil?

I did it and I’d do it again

Posted on Jan 28, 2011 | 0 comments

I cursed my wedding planner up one side and down the other after my ceremony. I’m sure I am in the annals of her horror stories–of which I’m sure there are several because she sucked. I’ve replayed the scenario over and over in my mind, and I just don’t see me not going off on her. The decor–wrong. The altar set-up–wrong. The order of events–wrong. Distribution of florals–wrong. The cuing of the wedding music–wrong. And somehow NONE of this was her fault? Well, it was all her fault, and afterwards she tried to act like she had no accountability to me because I had paid her already. (Lesson learned: never pay for services in advance). I had something for her: took her to small claims court–and won. Didn’t get her entire fee back, but enough for me and my hubby to enjoy a nice expensive dinner out–on her!

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  Evil?

I did it and I’d do it again

Posted on Jan 28, 2011 | 0 comments

I cursed my wedding planner up one side and down the other after my ceremony. I’m sure I am in teh annals of her horror stories–of which I’m sure there are several because she sucked. I’ve replayed the scenario over and over in my mind, and I just don’t see me not going off on her. The decor–wrong. The altar set-up–wrong. The order of events–wrong. Distribution of florals–wrong. The cuing of the wedding music–wrong. And somehow NONE of this was her fault? Well, it was all her fault, and afterwards she tried to act like she had no accountability to me because I had paid her already. (Lesson learned: never pay for services in advance). I had something for her: took her to small claims court–and won. Didn’t get her entire fee back, but enough for me and my hubby to enjoy a nice expensive dinner out–on her!

Tags: hubby, annals, small claims court, wedding music, accountability
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Spiking the punch bowl

Posted on Jul 7, 2010 | 3 comments

Well the day had’t been the best so far with timing of the wedding being off, the photographer not showing up and sun refusing to come out on my special day. My mood was sour already.

Then at the reception my hubby I**** friends proceeded to get hammered. Being the resourceful gal that I am I went to the lobby and got a bottle of Dulcolax (a laxative) and promptly poured the whole thing in the punch bowl!

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Tags: timing, mood, punch, hubby, thing
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