Forgivable maybe when you're 8 years old. After that, you have to pay.

By the way, this is why you never let the groom do ANY of the wedding preparations.

But the guest list kept growing and growing and growing. They were all friends of the family but they were people Lover Boy and I didn't know. Since it was all on-the-fly it seemed to take on an overwhelming scale very, very suddenly. I was near tears at the thought of it all. Thankfully the in-laws understood and took it upon themselves to scale things back before I called in a bomb threat -- a real one!

Who put every bridezilla to shame with her shenanigans. Example: we made it clear we didn't want a groom's cake. One wedding cake would suffice for us. No, we HAD to have a groom's cake. So-and-so, the billionaire relative, had a groom's cake, therefore we MUST have a groom's cake. No...we don't want a groom's cake, end of story (so we thought.)

Fast forward to wedding day, and here we are entering our reception area. There's my big beautiful white wedding cake, and right next to it is this ugly chocolate cake with yellow icing I was so mad, I refused to cut or taste it. And that was just ONE of the many stunts she pulled.

Sadly, my MIL has passed since then, at an age way too young and leaving a young daughter. I've become a surrogate of sorts to my SIL and I love her dearly. My real mother abandoned her family leaving my dad to struggle with a new business and 2 small children (one of whom was something of a handful ) to play drunken plaything for a revolving door of career criminals.

I hope your mother didn't ruin your special day and I hope things are -- or will be -- better between you two.

Not just wedding-related (although, yes, she pretty much made it her wedding.) Just your everyday my-mom-is-a-narcissist-who-makes-everything-about-her-and-thrives-on-drama kind of thing