The one day I needed my mom to be here to help me she wasn't. She claimed she couldn't get to my house without my sister (who had to work) reading the directions from the GPS to her. After telling her that maybe she should just come early Saturday morning she threw a fit and started telling everyone that I was being a bridezilla and that I didn't her to spend the night. I needed her here this morning to help me with last minute things. Her waiting til 7pm when my sister got home then gettting here at 8pm would have been hectic seeing as how I live near Wrigleyfield and Pearl Jam is playing there tonight. I never said she couldn't come! All I offered was a suggestion because she hates driving in downtown Chicago. So i'm the bad guy and i'm here by myself with all 3 kids. FH already checked into his hotel with his mom and I didn't want them to lose their special time alone. And printer wont work so i don't have programs. I'm dreading tomorrow.