- 3 years ago
- Wedding: June 2013
The wedding is way over. We haven’t gotten our pics back…they got lost in the mail and then the photog sort of dodged us and now we’re just waiting. But even then, thinking back the photog took us out back behind a building and took pics of us in a dead bush. We didn’t take any around the actual venue, an Inn. The inn we booked out for the weekend and practically lived in for the week we were in the state for our wedding.
The venue was awful to us, and again we booked them out solid, booked massages for our bridal party, had so many upgrades. We gave them so much business and all they did at every turn was rip us off, upcharge, change the contract, lie, steal, cheat, not follow through. We tried so hard to roll with the punches, and we did for the most part. At the end of it all the venue said how they were relieved to see us enjoying the wedding, that we deserved to just enjoy it. Well we did, but we did it in spite of every single vendor and every word and action that came from our venue.
I mean you honestly could throw the list at me of well how did this thing go, and I promise you it went wrong. But we got married and our families came together and had a great time. So, I have told myself for months now that that was enough. I had a miserable time but I worked my ass off and took the brunt of all the BS to make sure our guests were not treated badly like we were. I took on everything so my now husband could enjoy our day. I buried it deep but it burns within me. I am angry but I don’t want to be. I just want to move on and laugh and remember the few moments that were good…but they’re all tied to moments that weren’t and it’s so hard to escape it.
Uhh…seriously the venue coordinator was even rude to me while I was standing to walk down the aisle. She said only 30 people are here do you want to start. And I said, oh hmm I dunno who the 30 people are, are you counting in addition to our bridal party cuz that would be about 45 and should be everyone. She says no there’s 30 total, and I asked if she had the guest list that she had demanded and we had stayed up until 4am making for her. She looks at me like I’m fucking crazy and says “NO.” So I literally had to run from the bridal line to our room, search my computer for the list, run through it to determine we were only 2 couples short and 1 had shown up while I was doing this.
Seriously…wtf. And the ceremony, I mean that should be good right? Well, it was fine. But my dear love turned his head toward the audience and stared into space the whole time. I just kept thinking, hunny look at me, look at me. Just fucking look at me.
Whatever, lay it on me bees.