Oh man girl.. fingers crossed for you tonight! Sending boat loads full of pixie dust your way*
Good luck, I'm sure you'll be fine!
I have to admit I laughed at your post - I was imagining your 'examples'
I just wanted to say--- GOOD LUCK!!!!! FMIL are the worst anyway. (Well, some of them are.)
Worst comes to work? Just kick her.
Yikes! Can't he just tell her since it is his mom? I would so have my H bite that bullet. I remember after we got married and had to tell everyone (we had a non-wedding on the beach with just our parents present) we had a rule that he had to take care of his friends/family and I had to take care of mine.
Good luck!!!!
Phew that's good to hear that guest count shouldn't be a problem. Sorry for freaking you out!! I hope your dinner with FMIL goes okay...I almost always find myself breaking bad news to his family/friends too. Maybe it's a guy thing?
YAY!! So glad you get your dream wedding with just you and your DF!!
Everything sounds wonderful so far!!!!
What about a private dinner on the Tower of Terror Terrace like Carrie had mentioned?
THANKS EVERYONE!! I feel like your wishes and pixie dust got me through dinner last night
In the car on the way to dinner, I asked Dave if he was prepared to tell her the news. He said no. I told him I wasn't going to do it because it's his mother. He said that he would tell her we didn't decide yet

I told him that was a lie and I don't marry liars

He really wasn't going to tell her, and I knew the look on my face would give it away. Ugh.
So we get there, get a table, she gets there... comes whipping in the door, scowl on her face, mad, throws her keys and purse down. Loverly. Before saying hello she just jumps right in. ((in my head--i was secretly nervous that she found my PJ, lol)) She rants about how her father (DF's GF) is very ill and probably has very little time left. Why the rage and not sadness... I dunno... I feel like it was a show--a bad soap opera, or a high school theater performance. It went on for a bit and I caught myself staring off into space. I don't even know what I was looking at because I couldn't see. I forgot my glasses in my car at home because I had my prescription sunglasses on and just jumped in his car. So we order our food and the interruption seemed to calm her down. She then started gossiping about his brother and his GF. Simply amazing. Then she started asking about people's FB pictures and posts... and she is a Grade A stalker which is why the Dis must NEVER be mentioned on my FB account!! We both responded to... we don't really care much about what other people do, we have our own stuff to worry about. I kind of like making people feel dumb... I just always have... It's a gift.
The food was taking a while and I was PRAYING it would hurry before she jumps to the dreaded subject. Low and behold, she asks in one sentence: So about this wedding, do I need park tickets, are there discounts, where do I stay, are there discounts, is there a room block, do i have to pay for the rehearsal dinner, where is everything at, you know i have to fly to panama city and get the grandparents then drive from there which is expensive, what do I need to do, you know I took a huge paycut and I need to save. At this point I am staring at her because she hasn't stopped griping yet. Dave says... well we haven't really decided details yet

Enough. I had my big girl pants on and I had had enough. She obviously seemed unhappy about the money so I'll give her an out. I, like a little mouse, said... Well we have a few ideas, but we've also been kicking around the idea of going by ourselves and having something when we get back. She stared at me--I couldn't decide if it was good or bad because I couldn't really see her across the table without my glasses, lol. She said, well do what makes you happy. Oh? So I was confused by this so I just started talking. I said that the reason we haven't made a decision is because we don't want to offend family who wants to be there. I then asked how she felt about it and she said she was okay with it. Whether it was true or not was another story. I explained money, family, travel, honeymoon, etc... and I felt like I sold it pretty well.
The food came, she barked that her steak was well done and not medium. When he went to take it back she barked, no... I'm going to eat it... just take it off my bill. I could have died from embarrassment. They went back and forth for a minute, but she continued to tell him what he was going to do. Ugh.
So after all that (my chicken fingers were great by the way) we got back to the wedding and she asked what she could do. I asked if she could find a place for our reception. She said we could do it at my condo complex. Of course she would pick a free location... small but free. I'm worried about parking and size there, but whatev. She obviously doesn't want to pay for anything, but keeps asking what she can help with. If you're not going to dish it out... don't put yourself out there. Grrr! Dinner was over, she asked if we wanted to get ice cream at Coldstone and we declined. We had to get outta there. On our way home we stopped and got ice cream and ate it while watching American Idol

I would say it went wayyyyyyyyyy better than we thought. We just don't know if she's being honest to our face, then will turn around and tell someone else behind our back that we're trying to keep her out of our lives. I guess we'll see.
So as far as this reception goes... I'd like it to be "open house" style. Come and go as you please, eat, drink, look at pictures, get out. Most likely on a Sunday when our friends can be there and aren't working. Do you think the Sunday after Thanksgiving is a bad time--or good because people are off?? I'm afraid to do it into December when weather may be an issue. I also have vowed to myself that I'm personally not spending over $500 on it. Family can chip in on that. The only reason I'll spend anything is to be sure it isn't too tacky.
Well I guess I'm going to look at reception stuff for the next week or so until I get an email back from my coordinator. No use making plans until I see what we're able to do, or if he has a super cool idea or two! I told DF that since I tackled his mom and my aunt already, that he has to call my stepmom.

Yeah, right. So after I deal with that, maybe this weekend I will feel more at peace
I think that's all for now. I'm going to go do a little work
