I thought some of you were going to lynch me for ending the first part of this story with “To Be Continued”, so here you go—the much anticipated ending. We pick up where we left off with the church lady complaining about
smoking FOOD in the boys’ room, so if you missed it, click here to read part one first!
“Yes, ma’am. I’ll go talk to them right now.” I smiled through gritted teeth.
I called my assistant to update her on the photographer situation and learned that the electrician would not come out on a Saturday. (Wonderful.) However, it was possible that they might be able to use one of the generators to at least get some of the kitchen equipment going. Whew, what a relief! They’ll have food to eat! In the dark. With no air conditioning. And no band. (And for the first time, I was happy that there wouldn’t be pictures.) Continue reading "Being a Wedding Planner is Fun . . .isn’t it? (Haywire Part 2)"
People always say that being a wedding coordinator must be so much fun. And it can be. But it’s a strange position to be in. As the coordinator, I didn’t bake the cake; I didn’t play the music; I didn’t make the bouquets. But if anything went wrong, it was my responsibility. And if it all went right . . . well, sometimes that could work against me too. After all, there is no such thing as the perfect wedding. some brides can be less than charming, I did have weddings with great brides and grooms. Sometimes both families were just really nice people. The budget was ample and easy to work with. The vendors chosen were people who did quality work and were dependable, making my job easier. The couple’s ideas and themes were elegant and pretty. They actually cared if their guests enjoyed the event. And they were polite, respectful and genuinely appreciative of the work everyone was putting forth on their behalf. It would be like having everything you needed for planning the perfect wedding. And it could still all go to hell in a handbasket. Quickly. Continue reading "The Perfect Wedding Gone Haywire"