Wednesday, November 24, 2010

More wedding

As this is my blog and I write it, for now, Yes, it is all about me!

2 more wedding stories. I write these, keeping the following statement in mind: We had a great wedding. It went smoothly, the service was beautiful, the reception was fun, people danced and the cakes were beautiful and tasted great, the bbq was good, too. As far as weddings go, it was a good one.


1. Thank Heaven that Husband's SIL was there. There wasn't anyone to go get a mani/pedi with me on friday. It turned out that his SIL had intended to go get one before they flew down, but just didn't have time, so she was thrilled to get the chance to have it done before the wedding. But I must admit, if I had had to go by myself, I'd have been a little sad. Ok, well, probably not a little. I'd have been a LOT sad, and I probably would have cried. And I understand that one bridesmaid was sick, and another was working, and the third was flying in, but since Mom wasn't there to go with me, it would have very hard to do it alone.

2. No one decorated our car. Now, I didn't want it so decorated that it was undrivable, but no one wrote on the windows, or tied streamers, or anything. Even Husband was a little disappointed. Now, IRL friends, that DOES NOT mean that you should go decorate a car, because now it would just be an annoyance, and a kind of condescending one at that. But still.

Husband and I are going to go to Dad's for the night and then we'll go to Thanksgiving at the friend's house and leave from there on Thursday. Dad's church as a service on Thanksgiving Eve, and Dad said that Bro and SIL would probably be at church. I said, jokingly, that he shouldn't tell them that we're coming, and he said, not jokingly, No, he wouldn't do that.

The thing is, I really don't know why! I can see maybe the comment before the wedding, but now? I don't have a clue. And it makes me sad, and makes me cry. My niece isn't old enough to understand, she just knows Aunt SMurF hasn't been to her house to play with her in a long time.

(crap, SMurF doesn't work anymore. Now it's SMB. I don't know what to do!)

I don't know what to think. I don't think there's anything I can do. Family is supposed to be the place where you can go when life gets rough. I know that's not true for many people, but it's largely been true in our family, and it literally hurts me that there is the huge rift I'm glad that mom isn't here to see it, because it would have stressed her out terribly. Thank God for Husband. I don't know what I'd do if I had to handle this on my own.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010


We live on the coast. Less than 30miles from salt water. There are quite a lot of small independent local restaurants, even off the island, that serve fresh-from-the-gulf seafood. So why, oh why, would someone go to Red Lobster?? It boggles the mind!!

Monday, November 22, 2010

Holy Cow!

There's been a lot happening!

1st: The wedding was great! The weather was Gorgeous! The dress looked good and I managed to eat bbq and not get anything on my dress, the cakes were awesome, the champagne tasted good, we danced well together, and we left on a high note. It was a very nice time. The service was really pretty, too. My niece did walk down the aisle with dad and I, she was a little nervous but did great. I did (or didn't?) do something, and my Bro and SIL stayed approximately 10 minutes into the reception. I doubted that they stayed at all, but I have a picture that they were there. The wedding party walked in to the Star Wars anthem, it was great. Everyone laughed, and that was the point, so it was good. At this point, I can honestly say that I am glad that I had a wedding. That's partly because we left AT 3pm. Before we got tired and cranky and things began to annoy us.

2nd: The honeymoon was fun, we went on a cruise to Key West Florida, Freeport Bahamas, and Nassau Bahamas. We went Kayaking in Key West, Snorkeling in Freeport and shopping in Nassau. I had never been snorkeling, and the short 5 minutes of instruction that they gave didn't give me much confidence in my ability to snorkle, but I tried and it wasn't as hard as it looked. We saw a BIG Manta Ray about 10 feet below us, probably 4-5ft wing span. Husband swore that he could hear the parrot fish nibbling on the coral, but I think he was wishful hearing. In Nassau I didn't buy much, there wasn't anything that I really couldn't live without. I did do some gambling, the slots didn't pay off this time and I lost all of my money fast. I entered a Slot Machine Tournament and got 3rd place, I wasn't too far from 1st, but close doesn't count in slots. I did get motion sick on friday. It made for a crappy friday night, but when we woke up saturday morning it was better, and I felt better, so saturday was an OK day after all. I still find myself swaying occasionally.

3rd: Before we left, his dog, Cleo, was sick. She'd been sick for awhile, an ear infection, and then it looked like it was the nerve around her ear canal that was inflamed (this apparently is common in Boxers). She was on steriods and antibiotics when we left for the honeymoon. His secretary took care of Cleo while we were gone, and over that week, cleo got worse. Monday Husband took Cleo to the vet, where she told him that it was probably a tumor behind Cleo's ear in her head that was causing the inflamed ear, and it was making eating and drinking hard, too. So Tuesday we had to put Cleo to sleep. It was time, her head was hanging low and she wasn't wagging her tail, she looked like she was very sick, which she was. It was so hard. We buried her on the church grounds, he had her up at the church all of the time, she was very much a church dog. Plus, that way he didn't have to worry about someone redoing his yard later and accidently digging her up. It was pretty crappy, we waited to let the cats into the main part of the house until Cleo was gone, it felt like I was trying to replace the dog with the cats. [And, btw, Howler likes Husband better than me!]

4th: So, for our honeymoon we spent 24 hours a day together for 7 days, and we didn't have a fight! Go us! So far, we've been married 2 weeks, and we haven't had a fight yet. Go us! Only 30+ years to go! However, I'm not totally moved in yet, and it's making me a little bonkers, so we might not be all that far from our first serious argument. My bathroom, kitchen and most of my clothes have been moved. I still have all of the paper and stuff in my china hutch, and all of the stuff in my 'office'. Most of what's left I need to go through and decide what I want to keep and what I want to toss. Husband can't really help me with that. I guess.

We're doing Thanksgiving at a family friend's house. If all of their family shows up there will be close to 35 people there. That's good, when Bro and SIL decided to be asses, they can leave and it won't have to be a scene. Whereas, if it was at Dad's, there would only be the 6 of us, and when Bro and SIL decided to leave, it would turn into something ugly. Plus, dad doesn't have to worry about cooking all of that on his own. He doesn't work well with anyone else in the kitchen.

I have some other wedding stories, I'll try post them as I go.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010


Hey mom,

I've been so busy! I'm trying to fit exercising in, but it's hard. I wish my pilates instructor was still on Maternity leave, it made her much more accessible to me! She has a beautiful 6-week old girl but a different name. No one will ever spell it right, but it's pretty.

I went home last saturday and got some pictures, they want to do a photo collage of pictures of Matt and I. I didn't have time, so I ran home right quick, got the pictures and came back. It was so hard on dad. I finally made him go downstairs. Some days it seems like he's holding on pretty well, but some days he can't seem to get 2 or 3 sentences without crying. I worry about him. I'm not sure what I can do to help. I don't think there really is. It's just something to get through. It's brutal, but life often is.

Matt's mom wants me to put a red rose in the pew for you, in remembrance. It's a nice idea, but there's no way dad could handle that, I'm not sure how well he'll hold together as it is, if he has to sit next to a rose I think he might just pull a blackout. Besides, it feels a little cheesy and sentimental, and you usually weren't cheesy. She also suggested that we put a wreath in the foyer, one for you and one for the grandmothers. I very nicely and politely told her no. Again, cheesy. And no one would know, I'd have to explain it, it just seemed like something I wouldn't want to do. So, I very nicely told her no. She took it ok. We seem to be starting out ok.

There are only 3 planning and working days left, wed thur and fri. It still doesn't seem real. I don't think it will until I'm standing in the back of the church waiting to go in. It feels like I'm doing this for someone else, it still seems unreal that it's me.

My bridesmaids won't really be available on friday, so right now I don't have anyone to go get a mani/pedi with. I'm torn between disappointed to not have someone to share with and excited to have the time alone. I guess time will tell, and I'm sure it will be fine either way.

That's my mantra: It will be fine. Did we get enough pictures? It will be fine, what we have will be enough. Set up the tables! It will be fine, we'll get it done. Did we run out of ribbon??? It will be fine, I can go get more if I need to. Damn, I want a wedding planner!

I heard through Facebook that one of my oldest friends is sick. I thought, "OH NO! Who's going to kick my butt out of the room?"

Right now we're anticipating 220 people. That's about 20 more than we had originally anticipated. We'll have cake, but i'm not sure if we'll have enough for everyone to have a piece of each. Matt made an announcement that if people wanted to make sure they got a piece of cake they needed to call and RSVP, please!

That's what I'll be doing on Thursday, buying stuff, cups for tea AND coffee, flatware, plates, napkins, I need to buy bubbles yet and wedding confetti.

OH!, and the weather has decided to cooperate, it will be a clear cool day in the 60's. Perfect Chamber of Commerce weather. I figure that's you and the grandma's up there. Keep it up! Try to keep the tropical storm from tearing up the Bahamas before we get there, please.

I miss you. I'm holding up pretty well. Once or twice it's gotten to me, but mostly I'm good. I try not to focus on what we've lost, I try to remember all of the family and friends that we still have. So many friends are coming south for the wedding, it will make me cry undoubtedly. I had to have a lesson in how to cry so that I don't smear my mascara across my face like a raccoon mask. Apparently it was good that no one was taking pictures during the funeral, my makeup had smeared rreeaallyy bad.

Ok, I've got to go. I need to pack, still. I'm trying to pack what I'll need for the wedding, what I'll need for the wedding night, and what I'll need for the cruise.

4 days!