Her original plan for the wedding intervention was three days with her three girls, no phones, no internet and locked doors. The mission: hammer out details for Bogner Girl Wedding #1. (aka Steph and Steve's nuptials).
What she got was three girls, three hours, four phones, Chinese food, and two laptops. And a lot of distractions.
Amidst the flowers, photos, caterers, cakes, place cards, and bachelorette party details, these were some of the priceless quotes:
(My mom has some kind of secret that she is not telling us. None of us- and I mean NONE- like secrets. We tried all night to get it out of her.)
What is the surprise?!? ~Katie, Steph, Emily
Did you get Katie a mail order Russian husband? ~Emily
No, he would be Irish, because I love the language. ~Mom
I love the language, too.
I speak it. ~Emily
I just had a vision of oompa loopas and West Side Story.
~Emily
*snap *snap ~Mom
Katie’s morals are going to get in the way of our fun.
~Steph and Em
We sometimes strayed off topic into Bogner Girl Wedding #2 (aka Emily and Luke)
(Speaking about how all of Emily’s groomsmen will be in
uniform.)
Everyone but Steven will be. ~Emily
Well, he…may…be… ~Steph
Joining the Army!?! ~Emily
I hate you. I hate
you and your hair. You two just sucked
up all of the good hair genes in the womb. And I got
crap left to work with. ~Emily
I want german chocolate cake at my wedding. You know, the red kind. ~Emily
That is red velvet cake.
~Katie
We are now three hours into this meeting- Mom and Steph and going strong. Emily and my heads keep getting closer and closer to the table...and I am more and more convinced that Bogner Girl Wedding #3 might be an elopement.
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