Post # 1
My Fiance asked to do the invitations to the wedding, and the website. I said of course and was very excited to have him help out. The website is beautiful and so was the invitation. Except, he kept changing it, he’d add wording that didn’t need to be there, we just needed them to know the date and the website which has EVERYTHING they need to know. Everyone has access to a computer so its not a big deal whatsoever.
HOWEVER, he added my phone number on the invite under the website information. Cue major freakout.
My problem is this, WHY did he just do that when no one is going to go to the **** website if they can just pick up the phone and call me. The whole point of doing the website was to reduce the stress and constant calls from our relatives, I have 69 days and counting to get everything done. The LAST thing I need is to have half a doen phone calls after I get out of work everyday for the next 2 1/2 months, about things that are ON the website! I’m trying to get people to be proactive!!!
So, when I asked him to reprint them,NOT in a nasty way, a whole 10 dollars! He said I was being a bridezilla and that it was just too much hassle because I’d have to redo all the envelopes. That’s a small price to pay for a calm piece of mind.
I know I’m being a brat about this, but I feel justified. This is the ONLY thing I’ve freaked out about, and we got engaged with 80 some days to begin with, I think I’ve done very well.
So, share your “Bridezilla” moment, when you felt you were justified, or just tell me to calm down and eat a Christmas cookie. 🙂
Post # 3
I think the area I was most bridezilla was when I felt like people asked me *stupid* questions. I worked VERY hard to write emails in a clear, concise way (including the website) so that I didn’t have to deal with any more stress. So, when I received questions like…”what time do I need to get to the venue again?” or questions from my fiance like “What time do the groomsmen need to get there?” it made me grind my teeth and I felt VERY justified. I feel like bridezilla is like the *b*** word, its meant to make women feel bad for being strong or or demanding, but I DO NOT feel bad and you shouldn’t either. So there! 🙂
Post # 4
Whoa! Yeah, that’d cause a major freakout with me – I’m very particular about who I give my phone number to in the first place, so having on the invites going out to everyone would not be a great idea for me. I hope you managed to get them reprinted!
So far, I haven’t been a bridezilla (I think – fiance may have an entirely different opinion), but there’s still a few months to go!
Post # 5
I got all ‘bridezilla’ when I told a co worker about my necklace I was hoping to wear (a multi strand pearl necklace with a red brooch attached) she said it was was too much, less was more etc. *le sigh*
Post # 6
I freaked out because I wasn’t getting the kind of chairs I wanted. My mom was like is it seriously worth 500 dollars extra to have barely different chairs. My answer answer was no. The cheaper chairs were fine. Lol. I was seriously stressed out about it though.
Post # 7
That would bother me too. I would say have the calls forwarded from your cell phone to his.
Post # 8
Doesn’t everyone invited to your wedding have your number anyway? That or your fiance’s? Hopefully you get them reprinted so your stress levels can drop, but even if you don’t, I wouldn’t stress too much about it. Those who would have called you will still call you, and those who would’ve called your fiance will probably still call him.
Post # 9
One of my very few bridezilla moments (I had three – one had to deal with MILs dress, the other with a Maid/Matron of Honor who ended up not coming) was on the night before the wedding – I opened up the box of linens, and instead of the 144 pink napkins I ordered, I got 24. I freaked. Something to the tune of “will ANYTHING about this wedding go right???” This was after a day of my sister not responding to any phone calls or texts, and finding out that the venue didn’t order tablecloths for the service tables, thinking I had. BAD BAD BAD day for me – thankfully, my Father-In-Law asked me what I needed, and I was able to get him to go to the bar for me, and my pastor was able to calm me down. So not a huge bridezilla moment, but still….