- 6 years ago
- Wedding: July 2012
Hi all, so we are 2 weeks out from the wedding, and I have only just got over the shock, to be able to write ANYTHING about it.
I spent the week before it in ters, the day in a sort of horrid shock, and the last 2 weeks slippinng between the two.
I think I know exactly why I hated it, and it was something I couldn’t really vocalise before the wedding.
You see we have no money, and we we’re only getting married because my husband is dying of cancer, so we needed a lot of help. Financially, and because we we’re trying to do things our selves, physically. This put us well me anyway in a terrible position, I was so grateful for peveryones hard work and help, I felt I couldn’t complain when I was drowed out.
My Husbands family made a massive 5 ft wedding cake it was amazing, but because it was an incredibly generous gift, and took more than 500 working hours, and utterly utterly beautiful, I could complain when it was cut and taken away without my guests or I getting any of it.
My Aunt and Uncle kindly gave us use of there home, but when I showed them my table plan, I was told it was unsuitable and had the whole thing re-written before my eyes. Also my own decorations I had carefully spent a years making, were deemed ugly and unsuitable.
My parents paid the church fees, and the alcohol, when they didn’t bring enough for my guests, and bought very poor quality I couldn’t say anything. I did however have to max the credit card buying more of a better quality, only to find out my parents took the left overs home “as they paid for it”.
The wedding flowers I’d spent months growing and carefully plnting out and putting into pots were thrown away by my aunt and mother as they were too ugly. But what could I say when they went out and spent a fortune the day of the wedding on “better flowers?”
My mother in law offered to pay for the food, I said great, lovely, she gave us a grand. I spent £700 on a hog roast and the rest on themed special chosen and catered food, which she told me she disliked, demanded £600 back and then bought rice salad, pasta salad and “plain” salad in bags and pots on the day. I got none of either set of food, and an hour into the reception discovered my parents and in-laws had thrown away the left overs as nobody was eating it.That meant that as I had NO MONEY, and what money I had saved was spent on the wedding, I didn’t eat for a week and a half after my wedding because I could afford to buy food. Even though I watched in horrow them throw 8 black bags of perfectly serviceable food (including half a pig) away.
On top of that I have a friend who is a dairy farmer, he provided me with £200 worth of cheese, in various amounts. Without asking my a selection of my family, took whole reels of cheese away, because they felt I’d never eat it all!
Another friend kindly gave me a barrel of his beer (he is a professional brewer from his own large brewery), my guests where told not to drink it, as my family felt it had dubious origins, this made me cry.
I spent my honeymoon being told I should be grateful, as I carefully attempted to rescue my treasured possessions from a skip, whilst my stomach grumbled, while the food I had spent a fortune on rotted in bin bags.
I love my family, and my new family, but frankly enough is enough. I was very grateful but it’s time now, you all screwed me over, and I hated the whole day. If tomorrow night I one the lottery I would organise a wedding day mark 2, and do it all myself!
Sorry for the rant, and I probably sound very spoilt, but it’s made me utterly mad!