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Friday, September 7, 2007

Scapegoats and Sundry Monsters

What do you do when bad things happen for no apparent reason?

I'll tell you what I do. I try to place blame. I know it's awful and lousy of me, and there is no good excuse for such irresponsible behaviour. I do it, though, because it makes me feel more at-ease to know that someone, somewhere made a mistake. Someone dropped the ball. Not I, of course, but...someone. I would be an horrible politician because I would probably always try to blame other people for my own errors.

In my defense, I would like to think I am a good person. I try so very hard not to be Bridezilla. But my wedding suppliers have repeatedly let me down this week, and it is taking its toll on my nice-lady facade. The first time my seamstress (who is making my wedding dress from scratch, without a pattern or anything) stood me up for a fitting, I was very sweet and understanding. "She's probably been really busy," I thought innocently. The second time, I was a bit more nervous, but never said anything bitter or caustic. If it happens tomorrow and I go down to the wedding dress shop with no wedding dress to greet me, I am quite sure I will morph into a to-be-wed monster of unimaginable proportions. And I can't even begin to guess what will happen to me if there is a dress but it's ugly.

I don't think I would be so testy lately, if not for the fact that the printers goofed up on my 800 (yes, eight hundred) announcements in between my two no-show appointments with(out) my seamstress. Again, because I am a lover, not an hater, I have been very cooperative about the entire issue. But I am not happy. Not in the least. And I have a wedding budget to work with here. If justice is not mine--and in a timely manner--then this nice wholesome lady...

Could very easily become something more monstrous, like this crazed person:


43 more days. Heaven help us all.

6 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh my goodness, dearest Cameeee. I am sure everything will turn out absolutely spendid in the end. I really think you can avoid morphing into monsters if you are patient enough. :) A

(easy for me to say huh?)

September 8, 2007 at 9:52 AM  
Blogger Camille said...

Allison,

May I just say I love it...

1) When you comment on my blogs, and
2) When you call me "Cameeee."

That is why you are amazing.

September 8, 2007 at 10:31 AM  
Blogger Geneva said...

breathe in breathe out. Good job on being patient though. I probably would have freaked if a seamstress stood me up even once.

September 8, 2007 at 12:52 PM  
Anonymous Melenie said...

Camille, I must tell you that even though this post is a result of your immense dissatisfaction, I found it most entertaining. Of course, I find all of your blog entries most entertaining! =) I'm so sorry you're going through this stress, but I have faith that it will all work out just fine.

September 8, 2007 at 2:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

When did you take that picture of you, Mill? That's priceless! Love it, love it, love it!!! And who's the, umm, (insert adjective of choice) kid?

September 10, 2007 at 1:04 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

By the way, what is the latest on the invitations?

September 10, 2007 at 1:05 PM  

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