This, I really did overhear

Yesterday I went with Lupe (a new friend from Bud's work) to wedding dress shop. She is getting married in April. Here is a conversation I heard between the young bride trying on dresses next to Lupe, and her mother: Girl: I don't know, I really like this one! Cranky mom: Pschshsh! (rolls eyes) Girl: Ok, I'll try on the first one you liked, Girl comes out in dress her mom likes: But it's so itchy! Cranky mom: Take a Benadryl... When the Cranky mom walked away, I took the opportunity to whisper/yell, "It's your wedding!" To which she sighed and said, "Yeah, that's what I told her, but she said it wouldn't be my wedding until I had a daughter who got married,"