so i am sitting here reading my "new" book, The Art of the Deal...
it's pretty damned good and i just bought it half an hour ago (on page 20 so far - paperback)
wish i had read it before all of my ebay transactions *sigh*
(which, by the way, my tier 13 seats are still available - and i knocked the price down - very un-trump-like...)
anyway - i have to be at dad and karen's by 2pm... yep... today is "the" day. they're getting married.
sitting here sipping coffee... my stomach has been killing me for hours. went out & bought a wedding card, plan on taking the photos and all that and making a wedding album for them - that's my gift (since dad said "we don't want any gifts")
mom made up the "Just Married" sign for their car. yes... MY gigglemom made the sign - pretty magnanimous if you ask me.
so, i am gonna get dressed, gigglemom gets home from work at 12:30 today so gonna take her to lunch (wait... she just called to cancel that) then i am gonna head to the "wedding house" - then i guess we're all heading to the courthouse. i should bring one of dad's shotguns and joke around that it's a shotgun wedding... although, they may frown on that in the middle of town.
it's 11:11am at the moment... gotta tell you that i am dragging myself into the shower soon... yes, i am 33 years old... yes, when i went to pick out the wedding card today each time i read one i got a sickening feeling in my gut and rolled my eyes like i was the 16 year old just hearing about this relationship for the first time (strike that, i didn't just roll my eyes back then... i pretty much turned all hot and a black rage filled my head and i freaked is more what happened... don't worry, no black rage today)...
yes, i got a nice card that was in the "Suitable for Remarriage" section... call me selfish, but i really didn't want the "May your love transcend lifetimes" and the "you were made for each other blah blah blah love love love" with doves flying on the shoulders of a bride and groom... mine was pretty simple. nice graphic of cut out flower and heart (simple) with "on your wedding day...(open) May the love and joy of this day bloom forever in your hearts... forever in your lives. congratulations" - nothing about other lifetimes and nothing landing on shoulders.
it's nice. it's simple. it doesn't say "I am really not coping with this marriage well" but it also doesn't say "Hey! this is great!!! Fantastic! Doves, kittens, bunnies, and heart shaped cake! Blah blah blah"
yeah. whatever. i have to come up with a "Best Man" speech for dinner (actually we were supposed to have the "reception" beforehand because none of them wanted to drive at night - but since daylight savings took effect, we're having dinner at 5pm... yep. the "early-bird reception")
anyway - i am happy for my dad... i feel slightly guilty for saying that i hope all will be fine for him - even though mom seems fine with it... you know, it's that whole "damned if i do damned if i don't thing" - i am just happy she doesn't have kids... but that didn't turn out so well in the long run with my dad's step-mother anyway - she didn't have kids and she still screwed over the family in the long run by leaving $6MM to her nephews (along with stocks, bonds and homes in brielle and w. palm beach) - not that dad has that kinda loot laying around, but, there're family heirloom things that i feel shouldn't be effed with in case - god forbid - anything goes haywire.
that said - can you tell i am freaking out?
what the hell can i say in the speech - mind you my mouth may possibly be bleeding profusely from having to bite my tongue during it... at least the only folks who'll be there will be dad, karen, aunt ann, aunt letty and aunt letty's 3rd husband lenny (yes. i said Letty and Lenny... don't ask. their dog's name is lucy or something.)
*sigh*
need to hop in the shower so i can get dolled up for this.
oh... did i mention there's no alcohol at the "reception"... which is fine... no... really... i'll be fine... eh... gotta call cousin kerry to see if she wants to go out drinking later...
oh yeah... i bought another pair of tickets to the yankees game on ebay... damn.
and yes... i used the word magnanimous in a sentence. stop looking all shocked and stuff!
