- 6 years ago
- Wedding: June 2012
Either from stress or because I hug her too hard! She has never been in or been involved in a wedding before, so she’s flying blind on this, which has totally stressed her out. It has also resulted in many hilariously adorable situations that make me want to hug her til she pops.
Firstly, there was the Maid/Matron of Honor speech at the reception. She didn’t know how to do one, so did she google examples and work from there? No, she did not — she went to the LIBRARY and took out TEN books on giving a speech at a wedding. She then wrote three (3!) completely different draft speeches, and has been asking everyone she knows for feedback on which of the three speeches will be best. She even wants to send them to my mother, because she’s so afraid of saying something inappropriate. I think she’d have just been happier if I wrote a speech FOR her to read. Honestly.
She then asked a single male software engineer coworker (obviously a fount of knowledge on all things wedding) for advice, and he insisted that 1) if she cries during her speech, that means she either didn’t prepare enough so everyone will judge her, or it means she disapproves of the marriage, so she BETTER NOT CRY. He also insisted that 2) the speech would be greatly improved with the use of a PowerPoint. She came to me in a panic asking if we could get a projector for the reception. And if our friendship would be over if she cried during her speech.
She has let me in on every single detail of the bachelorette party, because she’s terrified I will not approve of what she has planned, and will fire her from the wedding and end our friendship over it. Of course, I’ve never given her any indication that this will happen, but apparently that didn’t slow down her paranoia.
She hasn’t tried on her bridesmaid dress since receiving it, because she has gained some weight after appendix surgery and is afraid it won’t fit. Which would mean, of course, being fired from the wedding and not being friends anymore. Obviously. So she lives in terror of the dress in her closet.
Then last night she came to me in a panic because someone had asked her where Fi and I are registered. She was so unsure of the etiquette on this that she refused to tell the person, worried that it was rude! Hahaha I let her know that the rule with registries is if they ask, tell them; if they don’t ask, don’t bring it up. She sighed with relief.
And I could go on!!! I almost feel bad for asking her to be my Maid/Matron of Honor, because I know she’s driving herself crazy losing sleep and hair over it! Any ideas what I can do to calm her ass down? I love her to bits and I hate that this is stressing her out so much! She’s one in a million, for sure. I write fiction, but I could never write a character like her — she wouldn’t be believable if she wasn’t real 🙂