A few weeks ago was the 17th anniversary of when my hubby and I started dating. It also reminded me of the night before my wedding from hell thanks to my MIL.

Not long before the wedding I was out with my mom and sister and we started talking about what we were going to do the night before. I was surprised when my mom said no alcohol. I figured it was the night before my afternoon wedding so I wanted to live it up but not too much.

My mom and I argued a little which was pretty rare at that point in my life and it seemed so unlike her to be against me drinking the night before my wedding. We compromised with one drink and then I figured I could sneak some from my maid of honor.

We were spending the night at my parents house the night before the wedding and my future hubby and his best man were staying at our apartment although most of his family, especially his grandmother, they didn’t know we were already living together.

The hubby and I got sick not long before the wedding so I couldn’t care less about drinking the night before. We all went out for the rehearsal dinner and all I wanted to do was take some Nyquil and go to bed once I went to my parents.

Since it was so long ago I don’t remember what led up to it but I do know that everybody except my mom and I were asleep so we went outside on the porch to talk.

After dealing with all of the wedding preparations with my mother-in-law and family that had come in for the wedding, it was so nice to have my mom to myself.  We were talking for some time and then my mom told me she was going back into the house for a minute to get something.

She came back onto the porch with a bottle of vodka and a dixie cup. I was like what in the hell, I had to fight you for one beer. So, there we were sitting on the porch in the middle of the night, tossing back dixie cup shots of vodka.

We were laughing hysterically about who knows what when we realized we needed a bathroom break. The only problem was we didn’t want to go back inside the house because we were so toasted and loud and didn’t want to wake everybody up including my maid of honor who was asleep in the living room near the front door.

What to do?

It seemed perfectly reasonable in our state to go back to nature so we walked onto the front lawn and had a little squat or at least tried to. We were both laughing so hard and it was really difficult to keep our balance but yes, we peed in the front yard then went back on the porch for a few more shots of vodka.

My mom and I had stayed up talking and laughing until around 4 am and it was one of best times I’ve had. What wasn’t so great was only getting a few hours of sleep before everyone was rounded up to get ready for my wedding. I found a way to pull through and a few hours later I was a Mrs.

We had a formal reception at the church but then went back to my parents house for a laid back reception with sandwiches and beer. I skipped the beer and told myself I’m never drinking again. At least not until later that night when my new hubby and I stayed in a honeymoon suite and drank champagne.

When it comes to my wedding, the night before with my mom just hanging out and talking was my favorite part of the whole thing.

I usually find that no matter how much you plan anything, some of the best memories are those that you don’t plan. Even if it involves peeing in the front yard like classy ladies do.

*Updated: I think this post should be a drinking game. Every time you read ”the night before my wedding” you take a shot of vodka in a dixie cup. :^)

**I definitely plan to write about my in-laws but I need some time to cool down or else you’ll be reading more gibberishy gibberish than normal.

***You should check out this new website, What The Flicka?, that was founded by Desperate Housewives actress Felicity Huffman. It will be going live soon but there’s already a twitter account and a FB page to get the latest information. I can tell that the site is going to be amazing!