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.