Our wedding day is a little more than 100 days away and the chances of me not going crazy before the big day have significantly decreased since last week.

In a previous post, I mentioned that my fiancé's family was very adamant about throwing a shower for me sometime this year, and my schedule is already filling up. Plus, I'm not really a huge fan of showers of any type even though I appreciate the sentiment behind it.

That being said, my fiancé's parents have been divorced for 25 years and still have a hard time being in the same room together. His father's family wanted to throw one big shower and invite his side, her side, and any of my friends and family who would like to come. I had not had a chance to run this idea past my future mother-in-law yet because of the holidays, but apparently, we had not moved fast enough for his father because he called my fiancé's mother and wanted to know what the plan was for the shower.

So, needless to say, she felt that she was out of the loop and did NOT want to be a part of anything her ex-husband was planning. She called us the other night and she wasn't mad at us directly, but she was definitely angry. One of the first things she said was, "You know, we are not one big happy family."

Yikes.