In comments to a recent post, Heidi asked:
This wedding date of yours seems to be coming up so quickly! How are you not totally losing your composure?
Short answer: Drugs, and lots of them.
Long answer: I am freaking out, alot. ALOT. I haven’t mentioned the reasons lately because I like to put them out of my mind and ignore them sometimes. But since you asked, I think this is where I’ll freak out a little:
Our wedding is twelve days away. Last night we found out that one of our best friends, who happens to be our wedding photographer, and who also happens to live in the States, may not be allowed to come to the wedding. Because of a traffic ticket. Last June, she got a reckless driving conviction. Yesterday she was looking online for something having to do with her trip here (and, by the way, she and her boyfriend have already purchased their non refundable tickets, made hotel reservations, etc etc) and found out that if you have any kind of conviction on your record you are not allowed to enter Canada.
IT’S A TRAFFIC TICKET! FOR GOD’S SAKE!!!
So the freakouts are threefold — 1) Our friend! She can’t come! 2) She’s our photographer! What the heck are we going to do now? 3) They have spent billions of dollars and if they can’t come that will be wasted!
Now, this one is not 100% for sure. I mean, she got into England a few months ago and they didn’t block her… so maybe this is just a misunderstanding. They’re going to visit the consulate today apparently to find out for sure. But knowing our luck they aren’t going to be able to come and I am going to cry for the next 12 days. BECAUSE OF A TRAFFIC TICKET.
2) My niece wanted to dye her hair, because she had this two-tone thing going on (she got blond highlights a few months ago, and there were four-inch roots and she wanted her hair back to all one colour). Her father’s girlfriend is a hairdresser. A. asked for her hair to just be dyed back to its original colour which is a light auburn. Dad’s girlfriend said hey no problems, she could do that.
My niece’s hair is now a lovely shade of burgundy.
(I don’t care because I think she’s beautiful all the time but she is freaking out and crying and washing her hair every four minutes)
3) I am trying to figure out what to do for a veil thing and what to do with my stupid wig stupid head stupid hair bla bla bla you have probably heard this all before.
4) Rob’s parents! They are not the cause of the problem but: Back in June Rob and I bought his dad’s plane ticket. It was like, $250. Not bad. They were going to send us the money for his mom’s ticket the next time they got paid and they did, only we ended up having to spend that money on groceries and meds and essentials when I wasn’t paid on payday (this was perfectly okay with them! They are great people! Please don’t think that we stole their money! They told us to do it!). My unemployment benefits are supposed to start today but since it’s a civic holiday it will be Tuesday or Wednesday. Anyway. So as you’ve noticed it’s getting pretty darn close to the wedding and we hadn’t yet gotten a ticket for Donna. And there’s no way we’re getting married without her here. So we figured out that if we waited til Wednesday when I get paid her ticket will end up costing $800 because all the cheap tickets would be gone. We came up with a plan where they could come over on the ferry together (although Donna’s terrified of the water and would need to be drugged into submission to get her on the boat), and Rob and I would just eat the cost of Wayne’s plane ticket since it’s non-refundable. Plus it would mean me having to drive to Cape Breton (about a six hour drive) to pick them up at the ferry and then drive us home. Relaxing!
But then I got all brazen and asked Erika who is a wonderful person if she would put the plane ticket for Donna on her credit card and then I would send her the cash on Wednesday when I get paid and she said yes and now Donna’s ticket is all bought! So it’s good! And she’s coming on Sunday! And Erika you are so wonderful! Thank you so very much!
So that was a big stress thing yesterday but Erika helped to solve it and again I’m not sure if I’ll ever be able to thank her properly.
4) Rob is working all the time which is good in one way because he needs to work so that we can survive but it’s not so great when there’s the whole I only get to see him maybe two hours of the day thing.
5) The fat! It hasn’t magically disappeared from my body! Why is that? WHY?
6) Ma mere est en train de me rendre folle. Chaque fois que je suggere quelque chose elle me dit que c’est pas ‘fait comme ca’. Et puis moi, je dis que ce sera fait comme ca quand je le fais comme ca parce que ce sont NOS NOCES pas les siennes et j’apprecie son aide mais serieusement j’ai 30 ans et si je ne veux pas ouvrir les cadeaux en avant de tout le monde on ne va pas le faire pour l’amour du saint esprit!
Okay that’s all for now. Betcha you’re sorry you asked, Heidi 
