Today sucked. Then it got better. But really, I’m sure it took 10 years off my life - easily.

The horribleness started with a call to the dress shop where I’d planned to order my bridesmaid dresses. I was met with the news that Jordan (a dress manufacturer) had a RUSH ship date of October. This, unfortunately, didn’t coincide with the fact that I’m getting married on September 25th.

A call to another retailer confirmed my fears. I was screwed.

At this point, I was in sheer panic mode. It was 11:30a, and I left work (which I’d only arrived at about 40 minutes before). I frantically called Stephen, who didn’t have a whole lot to say about the situation. I hunted down other dresses on the internet, and was told by another retailer that I was again too late.

This left me no option but to head to the mall, and visit a few major department stores. There was nothing at any of them that I could use as bridesmaid dresses. By 2:30p I was frantic.

I headed off to the orthopaedic surgeon to get the results of my MRI. Apparently, I have a degenerating meniscus and a thinning patella. My options? Do nothing and “see what happens” (per the doc), have a cortisone shot (which I’ve had before, and I swear I’d rather eat glass), or have a scope on my knee which could end up making things worse. Alrighty then. Nice options.

Weary, I headed home.

At 4:30p I made another call to yet another retailer, who actually gave me some good news. If I order the dresses tomorrow, and pay $75 for overnight shipping, they can get me the dresses by September 18th. Yes, one week prior to the wedding. Being the daredevil I am, I determined to order them in the morning.

Ooh, I’m the risk-taker.

Actually, at this point I have no other choice. I suppose what I’ll do is visit the department stores once they put their winter stock of dresses out, find something relatively suitable, and buy three of the appropriate sizes as a backup plan. I’m a daredevil, but not completely stupid.

The one thing I know is, I’m sick to death of planning this wedding. We should have just eloped.

Bah humbug,
michelle