Another day in Florida, looks like it'll rain but what the heck, rehearsal's today!!! I wonder what people will say when they see the Pavilion...

Phone call from Eugene. He'll bring his family to the Pavilion and he'll just pick me up afterwards. He plans to leave at 8:15 a.m. so there will be more than enough time for him to pick me up. Ok, sounds like a neat plan. Sure, no problem, I'll just wait in my room until he arrives.

Hmmm...I think I'm going out to see if the van that will take them to the Pavilion's outside already. Oh, look! It's there! But wait, where's everyone? It's already 8:30. Something weird is going on...let me see. Oh no, no one from the bridal party's in the parking lot, as in NO ONE! Where on earth could they be?

Good thing Van Driver had the common sense to suggest that they might be in the parking lot where the Disney transportation goes. I went for a free ride just to check and yes, Van Driver was right!!! They were all there! I was slightly furious because I distinctly remember telling them exactly where they will be picked up! Of course, one of them even told me, "well, you weren't CLEAR! We don't even know where the Toy Story Building parking lot is." And I thought it was easy enough since they were all staying in the Toy Story Building.

Next time, ladies & gentlemen, make sure you have BILLBOARDS in case you have this type of person just to give them the transportation details! I was tearful after hearing that I wasn't clear, since I thought I found a solution to the transportation problem to the Pavilion on such short notice, was it still my fault that they completely ignored what I told them, that they'll be picked up in the Toy Story parking lot? My youngest sister, the one who bungled up the earlier airport pick-up information, was downright annoyed because she kept telling them, "We have to be in the Toy Story parking lot!" and nobody listened.

I was in tears after that. I ran straight to my room and called up Laura. I tearfully recounted to her what happened. She told me that Eugene was off to pick me up already. Finally, a knock on the door. It was Eugene. He hugged me when he saw me in tears and then asked me what was wrong. So I told him what happened since the night before and he hugged me tight. "I can't take this anymore!" I wailed, "What else do they want from me? Our first-born?" I was totally in tears. I didn't imagine our rehearsal morning to be this way. Maybe I was just being too emotional. That day, I was just TIRED.