C@ssandr@
formerly known as "keyawarren"
Ok ladies, this one is about me 
So yesterday, my brother married his on/off again gf of 21 years. They have 2 kids (the oldest is 21 and was the maid of honor). Bear with me, most of these details are important. My mother ended up missing the entrance to the ceremony, which she should have been part of because she somehow got left at the hotel
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I was a bridesmaid. My mom, cousin and I arrived to the hotel together. My mom decided to keep her stuff in my room despite the fact she was booked to stay at another property. No biggie. The bridesmaids were all staying on one floor, so the hair stylist was operating out of one room and the mua was operating out of another. There were 8 bridesmaids. Now, I was not given an itinerary. Honestly, I did not know when the wedding was even supposed to start. Info was given to me in a piecemeal fashion. And the info was only given to me after I kept coming back to ask (example, when do I get in the mua chair?, where do we get dressed? etc). Due to time getting away from us my mom's MU appt was pushed back. She originally was supoosed to get beat before the bride, but the bride went early on and was whisked away from the property since my brother had to come sort out some mess at the front desk (actually it was my room which was the issue, so I had no room until 30 mins before the wedding. Which meant I had to throw my things in there and be out). My mom ended up getting her makeup done last. Right after the matron and maid (my niece) of honor.
Y'all. Bear with me.
So, my mother's "fun" cousins were also staying in the hotel (there for the wedding of course) and had a full bar set up in their room. The short of it is, my mom keep making trips back and forth to their room between hair, makeup, socializing, etc. Welp, she got a little tipsy, to the point where the bride literally asked her to chill out. An hour later, I told my mom the same when I ran into her in the hall with another cup. Sorry about jumping around in the story!
Fast forward! After getting my face done. I told the MOH's that I was going to stay and leave last with them. They said that there was no room for me so go ahead and leave (because the bridesmaids all were leaving as soon as their services were done). So I literally grabbed my stuff and ran out to catch my cousin (the one who drove my mother and I) because she had just walked out and was headed to the venue. I don't remember where my mom was. Honestly she didn't cross my mind and I knew she was fine because she had my room key.
Ok, so let me share this part now. because hindsight is 20/20. Whenever my mom starts slurring from drinking, I get away from her and let others deal. No one usually tells her about herself (think Jenifer Lewis on steroids). When my SIL told her to slow down the drinking, that is the first time i ever saw someone be direct with her about it. Me? I have a lot of baddd memories from childhood with having to deal with my mom under the influence. So now if we're out with family, and she starts her mess with the drinky drinky I just peace out cus I know they got her.
When I left her at the hotel, I honestly, I was hyper focused about me because of the hustle and bustle. I didn't want to mess up my role, because I'm the type that would get turned around or fudge something, ya know. So I put all my energy into keeping it together.
30-45 mins before the ceremony, most of the bridesmaids were at the venue. My mom and both MOH's were still at the hotel. We took all lthe behind-the-scenes pictures w/o my mom and both MOH's After sometime, my couisn was like "ummm, where's your mother?" and proceeded to call her to no avail. My stepdad called her. No avail. My younger brother called her, no avail. Finally my other brother (not the groom) called. She finally picked up and freaking out.
At this point, we were starting the procession. My cousin and I talked my brother through how to direct her (she was tipsy and frantic). We put her in an uber and she made it before the vows.
The next day, the groom said that it was on me to get her to the venue. I feel that yes, it sorta was, and no, it sorta wasn't. Now, if I were her designated buddy, I would have made sure. But I left her with the damned MOH's. Not only that, I swear that my cousin had arranged for her to get picked up by my cousin's BF, and somehow he couldn't find her. Iunno man. I need encouragement because I am feeling triggered. (I'll explain why in the comments in case you want to skip the extra stuff).
Thanks for reading!
So yesterday, my brother married his on/off again gf of 21 years. They have 2 kids (the oldest is 21 and was the maid of honor). Bear with me, most of these details are important. My mother ended up missing the entrance to the ceremony, which she should have been part of because she somehow got left at the hotel
.I was a bridesmaid. My mom, cousin and I arrived to the hotel together. My mom decided to keep her stuff in my room despite the fact she was booked to stay at another property. No biggie. The bridesmaids were all staying on one floor, so the hair stylist was operating out of one room and the mua was operating out of another. There were 8 bridesmaids. Now, I was not given an itinerary. Honestly, I did not know when the wedding was even supposed to start. Info was given to me in a piecemeal fashion. And the info was only given to me after I kept coming back to ask (example, when do I get in the mua chair?, where do we get dressed? etc). Due to time getting away from us my mom's MU appt was pushed back. She originally was supoosed to get beat before the bride, but the bride went early on and was whisked away from the property since my brother had to come sort out some mess at the front desk (actually it was my room which was the issue, so I had no room until 30 mins before the wedding. Which meant I had to throw my things in there and be out). My mom ended up getting her makeup done last. Right after the matron and maid (my niece) of honor.
Y'all. Bear with me.
So, my mother's "fun" cousins were also staying in the hotel (there for the wedding of course) and had a full bar set up in their room. The short of it is, my mom keep making trips back and forth to their room between hair, makeup, socializing, etc. Welp, she got a little tipsy, to the point where the bride literally asked her to chill out. An hour later, I told my mom the same when I ran into her in the hall with another cup. Sorry about jumping around in the story!
Fast forward! After getting my face done. I told the MOH's that I was going to stay and leave last with them. They said that there was no room for me so go ahead and leave (because the bridesmaids all were leaving as soon as their services were done). So I literally grabbed my stuff and ran out to catch my cousin (the one who drove my mother and I) because she had just walked out and was headed to the venue. I don't remember where my mom was. Honestly she didn't cross my mind and I knew she was fine because she had my room key.
Ok, so let me share this part now. because hindsight is 20/20. Whenever my mom starts slurring from drinking, I get away from her and let others deal. No one usually tells her about herself (think Jenifer Lewis on steroids). When my SIL told her to slow down the drinking, that is the first time i ever saw someone be direct with her about it. Me? I have a lot of baddd memories from childhood with having to deal with my mom under the influence. So now if we're out with family, and she starts her mess with the drinky drinky I just peace out cus I know they got her.
When I left her at the hotel, I honestly, I was hyper focused about me because of the hustle and bustle. I didn't want to mess up my role, because I'm the type that would get turned around or fudge something, ya know. So I put all my energy into keeping it together.
30-45 mins before the ceremony, most of the bridesmaids were at the venue. My mom and both MOH's were still at the hotel. We took all lthe behind-the-scenes pictures w/o my mom and both MOH's
After sometime, my couisn was like "ummm, where's your mother?" and proceeded to call her to no avail. My stepdad called her. No avail. My younger brother called her, no avail. Finally my other brother (not the groom) called. She finally picked up and freaking out.At this point, we were starting the procession. My cousin and I talked my brother through how to direct her (she was tipsy and frantic). We put her in an uber and she made it before the vows.
The next day, the groom said that it was on me to get her to the venue. I feel that yes, it sorta was, and no, it sorta wasn't. Now, if I were her designated buddy, I would have made sure. But I left her with the damned MOH's. Not only that, I swear that my cousin had arranged for her to get picked up by my cousin's BF, and somehow he couldn't find her. Iunno man. I need encouragement because I am feeling triggered. (I'll explain why in the comments in case you want to skip the extra stuff).
Thanks for reading!
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to give. It's interesting that she didn't even ask about mom until after the photos were taken. I bet she's felt some kinda way about her for a loooong time.
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