"Where are you? I need to get to the hotel! If we miss the auspicious time, you'll regret it!"

I chuckled. "So sorry - terrible traffic. Just hang on a little longer."

She slammed down the phone while I was already in my wedding dress, cruising smoothly to the hotel.

After 10 AM, both Mom's and my phones were blowing up. We sat in the hotel suite and blocked her number, letting her lose it.

A minute later, she called from my brother's ...