So Jeremy and I are not always blessed with the greatest of luck, however, we are people who tend to figure out how to turn that around. So to make this post positive, I will tell you the tale, and again how we plan to turn it around.
First, we find out earlier this week that the director of catering for the Westin, the woman we had been working with all along; the woman whom I had google stalked, and checked her references; the woman who made me feel comfortable enough with her experience to book my wedding at a building which was still under construction...was fired. Yep, gone. In an effort not to freak out, I calmly called the director of the hotel, or whatever his title is...and asked for an explanation. He explained that she had already dropped the ball on a few major items, and they were sensing concerns, so they decided to make a change before they opened. And, as he told me, "We are the Westin, and we just simply cannot accept anything less than perfection". Okay buddy, it's the Westin, not the Ritz, but okay, lets charge ahead and find someone else before I have a panic attack. So, for now, I'm remaining calm, and undisturbed, knowing that there's absolutely nothing I can do about it.
Incident #2. Last night we had engagement pictures as I mentioned. So I raced home from work, picked up the dog at day care, gave her a bath (no easy task), made dinner, showered, managed to find something to wear (again, no easy task), got us together and raced over to Centennial Lakes Park to meet the photographer and my parents. My parents were going to entertain the dog while she was not in pictures. Very nice of them. We wait, we wander, we look at the lake, we watch awkward date, after awkward date at the park, still no photographer. He doesn't show. We wait over an hour, and no photographer. Well, those of you who know me well, know that timeliness is one of my big sticking points. I respect people's time, and therefore, I plan to be early to everything, all the time. And this guy's a no show. So again, trying to maintain my composure, we send numerous emails to this guy from Jer's Blackberry, call his studio, even call 411 for everyone with the same name as him...and called each one of them! "Hi, uh are you XXX XXXXX from XYZ photography, no, okay, well have a nice evening". Yep, I was that mad.
So we arrive home, send him one last strongly worded email and go to bed. We awake this morning (5:30am mind you, Jeremy is laying in bed checking his Blackberry...apparently Dave had some crisis he needed help with, thanks Dave!) and we receive a response from the photographer. To make a long story short, his company is expanding and he just hired his first assistant, she is a tool, and did not communicate. And the icing on the cake, he won't be available to talk until later today because he's volunteering at Feed My Starving children. Of course, do a nice thing, you know I'm a sucker for people who volunteer. So, we'll talk to him, hear him out, see what we can get out of the deal. This guy is truly fantastic or I would have walked on the spot. But really, his work is outstanding, like nothing I've ever seen before. And...on the bright side, I really didn't like what I chose to wear anyways, maybe this will give me a bit more time to figure that out.
Check ya later.