THE Wedding Dress!

I am using my grandfather's parachute from WWII(I hope) for the fabric of my wedding dress. I have been really, REALLY nervous about cutting it, since if I make any bad mistakes (are there really any good ones?) I will not have enough fabric to finish it. My wonderful mom actually ripped out most of the seams for me which is HUGE considering the army REALLY didn't want the seams to come apart. So they sewed each seam with these tiny stitches FOUR times. Yes, that's right to rip out a seam it's not like a normal seam where you rip out just one row of stitches. On this thing four rows of stitches have to be riped out for each seam. My mother has the patience of a saint. OK, so as of today the parachute has been cut, but I don't know how well it will hold up since it's cut almost entirely on the bias (it was the only way to fit the pattern pieces). It also took some very creative folding of the parachute to be able to cut the center panel of the dress without it going through any seams. I'm kind of afraid of what will happen when I unpin it from the pattern. I really don't want to have to iron stabilizer to the entire thing (although if I have to I will), BUT at least I am done for tonight! and I'll worry about the rest tomorrow.

The bitching about the In-Laws Blog

OK, I am seriously thinking I should change my blog name to "bitching about the in-laws". Here is the thing. I was told that my fiance's sister would be doing the blessing at the reception with her brother. Now before I was only told that my soon to be BIL was going to do it, and I have no problem with this because he has been nothing but nice to me this entire time. But I really don't want someone who has been nothing but a bitch to me for months to do it too. So I told my poor fiance that there was no way she was going to do it unless she apologized to me for the way she has been acting. Well, after a lot of arguments she finally apologized for how I felt about her behavior. Yes, that right, I believe her words were "I'm sorry if you got upset over anything I may have done". ARUGH! I didn't want an apology for me getting upset over her horrible behavior, I wanted one FOR her horrible behavior. But as it's probably the best (and most likely only) apology she's ever given. I accepted it, and told my fiance fine, even though I wasn't happy, she could do it. Here comes the fun part though, the NEXT day I noticed the emblem had been ripped off my truck. Now for those thinking well that happens there must be a reasonable explanation, sure it does to higher end cars, but not generally a ford pickup. Grrrrrr! Now yes, I know it could have been some delinquent neighborhood kids, but everyone knows how much I love my truck (she is 14 years old and I love her as much as the day I got her), and the timing of it happening is just very interesting. Yes, it could have also fallen off, but I actually found the emblem, and there were stress cracks right in the middle of it (that hadn't been there, just the day before) just like it had been bent a little from being pulled. Oh, and my facial soap that is thick and white suddenly turned to yellow water. Yes, that's right YELLOW and as thick as WATER. Let's think about what that could be for just half a second. EWWWWWW!!!!! I am sooooooo grossed out thinking that I've washed my face with her pee. I have been using this particular brand of soap for about 3 years now and this has never happened before. I brought it to my fiance's attention and he claims his sister is not that petty (um, right) and that maybe the cleaning lady did it. Is he serious here? Also, his mom keeps lieing to me. Such as when I later tried to bring up her daughters behavior at the shower she insisted that not only did a lot of people act just like my soon to be SIL, but that everyone at the party had snubbed them, and despite her trying to talk to everyone at the party, everyone ignored her and her daughter and wouldn't talk to them. Now, I was there and I never saw that (the party was only in 2 rooms of my aunt's house and I could see my soon to be MIL and SIL almost the entire time), and I even talked with my three other people about what she said and no one had any idea what she was talking about, and I never saw her even try to talk with anyone. She also keeps saying she is going to help with the wedding (I am NOT asking or even hinting for help), but then never follows through. Like she said she called for a cellist for the ceremony and claimed to have left my number with 6 places, but after waiting 2 weeks and not getting any calls I finally called a few of the places and got an immediate response (we now have a cellist). She keeps insisting that she did call, but the places I talked to (the ones she claims to have previously called) had never talked to her. Yes, I know, maybe they misplaced my number when she called, or forgot she called, but did ALL of them? Really? Come on here, all of them? Especially when I had no problems at all? Then she said she'd help with the the wedding favors, but she never did, and when my fiance even asked her "oh, are you going to help cut [the tulle]?" she even said "well, no, but I'll help tie later". Um, right. You'll help. Just not now, at some later point you will. Sure. I'll just sit here and hold my breath for that. I mean really, I don't care if she helps or not, I'd certainly never count on her to do anything, it's just annoying that she keeps offering to help, but never does anything. It's gotten to the point that I am having thoughts like "do I really want to deal with this family for the rest of my life? Which is what will happen if I marry my fiance." We only have 3 weeks left until the wedding, and thankfully we will be moving half way across the country two days after the wedding, but do I really, REALLY want to have to deal with this particular family for the rest of my life????? I keep hoping that once we move and I will have very little contact with them that it will get better, but my fiance's insistence that his mom and sister don't act the way they do is driving me nuts.