I've had my third fitting last Saturday and I had one of my SS, my MOH and Myke with me. My SS's dress needed some more alterations while my MOH took hers home already. My gown needed only minor adjustments (hem line and straps) but Myke's suit was a bit snug. The color choice for his suit though is nice (thanks to moi) and he looked cute with his pink accessory. We still have to coordinate the fitting/ pick-up schedules of the other entourage members but I'm relying more on Myke for that. Thank God for a supportive hubby-to-be :D
Myke spent the Saturday evening with us during which he (we) had some heart to heart talk with my parents. But even before the conversation started, my mom started crying! Mama naman! I didn't want to start crying myself cos I know my mom and I could do some serious bawling duet so I began cracking up jokes. Myke said I was being makulit but I knew my parents well to know the best tactic to ease up on their 'water works'. I know that my parents would dearly miss me cos I am such a good daughter :P contrary to what my mom had said to Myke. She was telling ALL to Myke - my being lazy, hot-tempered etc. (nice one, Ma!).
During the course of the conversation, I told my mom several times that she must keep her tear ducts in check during the wedding but I think that's easier said than done :P
I went to sleep that night happy and thankful (well, after Myke had stopped pestering me to let him see my boudoir shots) that I have such a wonderful family and a hubby-to-be who loves me for who I am *blissful sigh*.