Monday, 9 February 2015

Wedding fever - more control.........

My son and his gorgeous fiancée are getting married in June, I am so happy for them, they have been together for 6 years or so and she is the best daughter in law I could wish for. She is involving me in the wedding plans, I have been tasked with helping to decorate the reception venue, and she has even asked me to go wedding dress shopping with her and her mum - I feel so honoured to be asked, and am really looking forward to the  making, shopping, and the whole event.

However Mr H is finding it all a bit of a struggle, my son is not his son so he doesn't have the same connection, but I don't think he's trying too hard! He is whingeing about money, I think I said in a previous blog that we (at my insistence) are giving them £1000 as a wedding present, he is now worrying that with outfits, hotel and dog kennels, the whole kaboodle will cost us £2k. It won't, and actually he can buy a suit that will see him through a few weddings and funerals, my outfit won't be expensive, I'm not a very "dressy up" woman, and it will be reconfigured for future events. We don't have loads of money, but we are not skint and we can afford this. But he is in pessimistic mode, and can see no happiness in the occasion. It saddens and depresses me.

We have booked 2 nights in a hotel near the wedding venue, he is now worrying about getting taxis etc. This is 4 months away. I suggested we get a taxi to the ceremony venue, then there is transport organised to the reception, and we can get a taxi back to the hotel. I know that another  relative has booked into the same hotel so we could perhaps share a taxi........" But what if we don't want to leave at the same time" whines the miserable one.
And the best plan yet, he wondered if it might be worth driving to the wedding venue so that we could go back to the hotel and get changed before the reception. Get changed into what Mr H? Your pyjamas?  He thought perhaps into his jeans, the thought of wearing a suit for a few hours is purgatory for him. So the wedding party will all be in their glad rags apart from Mr H in his scruffy jeans. Nice.
To be quite honest, rather sadly, I would really rather he wasn't there, the thought of having to worry about "managing" his behaviour fills me with dread. I really want to enjoy my son's  wedding, but have a horrid feeling that it will be a bit of an ordeal.

Hannah x



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