Rocky Road, but not the ice cream

Again tonight I find myself wanting the wedding to be over. Clay and I are fighting like crazy over stupid stuff.

I had just talked with the girl that is gonna do my hair for the wedding. She and I had discussed plans, and the plan was that she is going to meet us at the place we are getting ready at 9:00am, and since we have to be at the venue at noon, that only leaves us 3 hours for hair and makeup. Obviously my hair is the first priority, and then my mom's, and then the three bridesmaids. Well as soon as I get off the phone with her. Clay calls his mom, and tells her that she should come over there too. Seriously! She probably isn't gonna have time to even do the bridesmaids hair, and Clay is sending in more people.

I wasn't do much mad at what he did, but just mad that he keeps doing stuff without asking me. I hope this isn't a forecast into our marriage....