From the Editor's keyboard By Lynda Duffy firstname.lastname@example.org Musings, thoughts and ideas from Lynda Duffy, editor of Williams/Grand Canyon News.
Monday, July 12, 2010
The dress - what a major stress!
Lynda Duffy Former Editor
August has always been a busy month for me - my birthday, a wedding anniversary and usually a small vacation. This summer, there will be no vacation. We will add another wedding anniversary to celebrate in future years - my daughter is getting married.
I am extremely happy for her. She is marrying a man that, had I been given the opportunity, I would have selected him for her. But, planning a wedding is stressful, even though the bride and groom are planning most of the details. It involves both families and everyone close to them. And, I am not the world's best planner. Luckily, other family members possess this valuable skill.
Since I have a tough time planning anything, shopping for a mother-of-the-bride dress was an ominous task that loomed for several months. Finally, last week a dental appointment fell through, providing an opportunity to shop for said dress.
The first stop was the Flagstaff Mall. After being distracted by a fragrance sale and purchasing stuff I did not need, I forced myself to focus on the dress. If I were 70-years-old, this would have been easy. There were plenty of choices for mature women. Yes, I'm mature, but not polyester, lacy, full-length, heavy, gown mature.
Other dresses I found would have been perfect for a job interview, but nothing fancy enough for my daughter's wedding. Then I remembered prom season is over. Bad idea. When I saw the remnants of prom 2010 (short, short, halter-style dresses), I realized within one minute that I'm not 16-years-old, either.
I gave up and headed to a bridal store, where I found the perfect dress just waiting for me. I loved it at first sight and loved it even more when I tried it on. I bought it and I couldn't wait to show my family.
When I revealed my choice to my loved ones, they were speechless. Only my son loved the dress. And me. But, hey, my style is mine, and it is unique. So I think I'm going to rock the dress anyway.
Now that the dress is purchased, I know I cannot gain an ounce. Here is where the next few weeks becomes stressful: no soda, junk food or fast food. This is tough since Big Macs are now two for $3. No more of that high-calorie Bud Light; only the 55-calorie version of Budweiser for me. And then there is water, water and more water. I cannot drink enough! But then again, it's about 3 p.m. and there is carmel corn outside in my truck. For now, I will stay put. After the wedding, I can eat whatever again. Life is too short to starve.
Posted: Wednesday, July 14, 2010
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Hey Lynda ! Your post makes me laugh. Too young, too old, too thin to find the right dress, and all these appetizing chocolate cakes within reach... Sure it's easier for the father and the brother to buy a shirt !... But I think that you just have to come with your marvelous mom smile and happiness for such a great day !