Crisis Averted

Crisis. There are so many things that can come to mind when someone uses that word....like a major fire or an outbreak of some kind. Lately the word has been a regular in my vocabulary.

Last night was probably the biggest "crisis" when I had a meltdown while sitting on the couch. Let's take a few steps back and I'll explain how I deemed myself fit to be in crisis mode.

My trip home in August was a huge spending spree. Lauren, Kaitlin and I took a whole day to go shopping for the various decorations for the wedding.



Kaitlin's poor little car all loaded up. The back seat looked the same!


After loading up three shopping carts at the Christmas Tree Shop, we headed over to AC Moore's to see if I could find the vases for the centerpieces. Low and behold, they had exactly what I was looking for, for a price that I could afford. With not enough in stock, I quickly placed a special order with a store associate who assured me that they should be delievered in about 4 weeks. Perfect!

Happily satisfied, I headed home, planned out the centerpieces with Kaitlin and went on my merry way. The end of September rolls around and I haven't heard from the store so I decided to give them a call. Enter crisis #1.

The manager of the store informs me that they don't have a record of that order being placed. After hunting for the special order slip, getting the product numbers and starting to know the manager like he was a close friend, he promises that he's going to call the company and get the order placed ASAP. Phew! That was close.

Three weeks later (aka last night), I'm sitting on my couch and my sister calls..."Do you need a glass of wine?" "Uh, I'm waiting for the ceremony musician to call." "Oh so I guess you haven't talked to Mom..."

Instantly, the thoughts are running through my head of what could be wrong. Without thinking I hang up the phone and dial my parent's house. My mom says "Hello?" and I blurt out "What's wrong?" Enter crisis #2.

Well it turns out that those perfect vases for the perfect price aren't going to just perfectly appear for my wedding. The manufacturer doesn't have enough to fill my order. WHAT?! Enter Mom, the superwoman.

While I was freaking out on my couch in Montana, Mom was fervently at the computer in Connecticut searching for options. In the time that it took my sister to get off the phone with my mom, call me, give me the bad news, and me call Mom, she had already found an alternative, called the lady, asked her questions, and placed an order for new vases which would arrive in 4 days.

Thank God for superwoman Mom. Crisis averted.