I think my dad missed the memo.

Everyone keeps telling me, "It's your day. It's whatever you want." My dad has no problem disagreeing. It's a little frustrating. I'm kinda torn on how to take it.

Before, I wouldn't have cared if I got married in jeans and a T-shirt in the park to save as much money as possible. Then watching all those darn bride shows on TV finally got me imagining my dream wedding. Suddenly I found myself thinking about what gown I want to wear, how to decorate things, what kind of cake I want, etc etc. All that weird stuff that most women started dreaming up as little girls. As a little girl, I just dreamt of getting married... that someone would love me enough to marry me. And I figured I would have a completely Chinese wedding anyway, so nothing for me to worry about. Now that we're having a church wedding, that's all changed. However, my dad didn't hop on the wagon with us. Actually, he stayed on the platform and waved as it left.

I'm probably being overdramatic. I mean, nothing big has happened for me to complain like this. But enough has happened that I can imagine how the rest is going to happen with him.

First thing, I did not want any bottle of alcohol already available on the tables. I am strongly against having anyone drunk at the reception, and I don't want to risk any adult giving any child a sip to taste. My dad tried to tell me that it doesn't happen with Chinese people. Well... I've seen some of my own aunts and uncles let the family kids taste alcohol, and my grandma is an alcoholic. Really, dad? Chinese people aren't like that?

Second thing, I really wanted cupcakes instead of a big regular wedding cake. For one, I really don't want some boring traditional cake that you see in most Chinese bakeries. Definitely don't want the flowers made with that gross creamy frosting that nobody eats. If there are flowers, I want sugar flowers. Also, it's easier to pawn off cupcakes for the guests to take home than messy slices of cake.

Then, I want a mix of live performances and DJ at the reception. My dad is kinda going along with it, but made it very clear in his tone that he didn't approve of something so "complicated," is how he probably sees it. He's more concerned about people that haven't seen each other in a long time to be able to talk to each other, which I do understand, but just his reactions to my ideas irritate me.

He thinks there's complete separation between our Chinese stuff in the morning and night, and the church thing is off on it's own. Even my mom thought that the reception was going to be strictly Chinese customs.

::sigh:: We have time. I don't like being frustrated so soon. I know that in the end nothing else will matter other than the fact that Yubo and I will finally be married and that the people we love will be there celebrating with us.