- 7 years ago
- Wedding: September 2011
So, let me preface this story with some background facts:
- My wedding is going to be very matchy-matchy. That’s just what I like. I even have a “shape scheme” on top of my color scheme. I’m slightly OCD and that’s probably why I appreciate matchy matchy weddings.
- My mother and I have an explosive relationship. Sometimes we’re fine, but more often then not we end up screaming at eachother. She’s just amazing at saying the right thing to send me over the edge.
Ok, so my mom has been kind of weird about talking about wedding plans. I live 500 miles away from her, so sometimes I think she acts disinterested because she can’t be as involved as she’d like to be, other times I think she just doesn’t care (like when I was telling her the current DIY projects I was working on and she interrupted me to tell me about my sisters dog – that didn’t really make me feel too great).
But when it comes to talking about the bridal shower (that she’s planning) she’ll talk about it for hours, and her new obsession is her “MOB Dress”. Because of my matchy-matchy vision I told her I would like if she wore some shade of gold, or some shade of purple. I don’t care what the dress looks like, just some color that will look like it belongs with everything else (colors being purple, red (only hints of red), and gold).
Well she got a gold dress, and she was so excited about it because it makes her look great, yadda yadda yadda. I was happy that she actually listened to the little input I gave her, and she was happy because it looked outstanding on her.
Until last night, I call her and she starts GUSHING:
Mom – my god mandamack, I know I already have a dress, but I decided to go to a bridal shop nearby just to see if I found anything else I liked and I found the most amazing dress! Oh, I’m sorry, I don’t mean to make this all about me, but I just have to tell you about it
*The “I don’t mean to make this all about me” is because I had a discussion with her about her lack of interest in things I had to say about the wedding*
Me – ok, so what’s it look like
Mom – **describes dress** And it’s this gorgeous navy blue color with silver accents.
Me – Are you kidding?
Mom – No, why? It makes my eyes really pop!
Me – Mom, all I asked of you was that you get a purple or a gold dress. I didn’t care what it looked like, just purple or gold. What’s wrong with the gold dress you got?
Mom – I don’t like that one anymore. Why can’t I wear navy with silver?
Me – because that doesn’t go with our colors at all. Maybe if it were navy with gold that would be better, but seriously mom, there won’t be anything silver (or blue for that matter) at the wedding! It’ll make the pictures look weird.
Mom – Oh, who cares about the pictures anyway
* This is when I snapped, I mean seriously, who cares about the pictures???*
Me – Who cares about the pictures???? Mom, these are my wedding pictures, I care about them…A LOT
Then she starts crying uncontrollably saying I hate her, yadda yadda, she can never do anything right.
Now, I feel bad because she started crying, but at the same time I don’t. She already had a dress, why did she have to go get another one? And her comment about “who cares about the pictures” proves she really doesn’t care about the wedding at all. Plus, I thought she would maybe want my opinion on a dress before she bought it, but I guess that isn’t a priority to her.
I don’t know Bees. I want to include her, I mean, she’s my mom, but seriously she just makes me so angry.
Was I wrong? Should I call and apologize and tell her that a blue and silver dress is fine?
…sorry this was so long…