I got married in July of 2007 at the age of 33. It was my first wedding and I asked my dad if he would be willing to help pay for any of it. At the time, he told me we would discuss it when he came to visit in about a month, but if I could have some details for him that would be helpful. As he is saying this to me, I hear my stepmother in the background screeching- She’s 33 years old, why would we pay for her wedding!! Luckily, my dad did agree to pay up to a (very generous) amount.
Fast forward 15 months to our wedding at the beautiful Marriot Waterside Hotel. Since both my mother and maternal grandmother are deceased, my DH and I decided not to have anyone escorted to their seats in a formal manner, we would just start the wedding once everyone was in and seated. I am waiting around the corner with my MOH and father when the bridal coordinator and captain come booking towards us. My stepmother is refusing to go into the room where the ceremony is being held unless SOMEONE escorts her. My dad starts cussing! I tell him to just go get her seated so I can get married already! He comes back, I get hitched, and everything else goes really smoothly! A few months later, my aunt tells me that after dinner was finished, my stepmother asks the waiter for a box to take the rest of her dinner to her room. The waiter says they don’t really do that at this type of event, and she replies, “I paid for this f%&*ing wedding and you are going to bring me a f&*%ing box!” I am so glad I missed that exchange! 0310-10
Yea for you not letting Stepmother ruin your wedding day! It wasn’t worth fighting her at that moment over her petty demands for an honor she did not deserve.