I hate weddings. Well, that’s not completely true. I hate getting dressed up for weddings. I hate getting dressed up period. But the family weddings I’m going to in September and October are big fancy deals. For each wedding we’re invited to not only the wedding but also the rehearsal dinners. They are family wedding, so I’ll be seeing and sitting with the same people. Ugg…
I asked Nick to go fancy clothes shopping with me. You should have seen his scared, bewildered face. I finally told him I was kidding and that Mollie was coming with me. He was so relieved he truly didn’t care how much I spent.
One of my worst phobias about dressing up is having to wear decent shoes. So I was looking for pants and I actually found two really nice dress pants outfits. Then Mollie dug through my closet and found enough things to make the other two outfits. I think I have some flats that will work with them. But I’m still not wild about dressing up.
I do pray that Mollie will marry at some point. I hope she elopes and comes home to tell me how wonderful it was, and I’ll cheerfully hand her a check for the cost of a lovely wedding. I realize this makes me a horrible mother, but as I’ve told friends I hate to spend what could be a nice down payment on a house for the newlyweds, on one party. However, if that what Mollie wants, I’ll grin and bear it.