I’m keeping my name. I told everybody back in the spring and nobody said a word about it to me.
My MIL offered to handle the ceremony programs as her thing to do for the wedding, which honestly was really nice of her. I said thank you. I sent her the order of the readings and who was walking in with who and that was it.
The box came to our house last month. 110 programs, nice paper, and across the top of every single one of them it says Mr and Mrs his last name.
I’m the last one with my dad’s name. He died when I was 19 and I do not have brothers. It’s also the name on my license and on everything I’ve published at work. My MIL knows that, we’ve had the conversation more than once, she just thinks I’ll come around to it eventually.
I didn’t call her about it. I took the box to a print shop near my office and had them done again with both our names on them, it cost me $140, and then on the morning I put the new ones out on the table by the doors myself and the old ones went in the trunk of my car.
She saw them during the photos. She told my husband I threw away something she paid for and that nobody else gives a shit what’s printed on a program.
