First off, Happy birthday
vic_amy_z and I hope it's porny and fun and filled with good times.
I had a wedding this weekend. Oh, not just any wedding, a Mormon wedding. Which means I wasn't allowed INTO the wedding in the temple because I'm filled with sin - and proud of it - so I was at the reception. I was pleasantly surprised by the food (as mentioned in yesterday's post) and that it didn't consists of a 10 footer from Blimpies and some soda cans in a cooler. I kid because I love. The bride (my favorite little cousin in ze VORLD - she who inspired - unwittingly - Wee!Spike) was absolutely stunning and sweet in her wedding gown. All of the neices and my girls had "bridesmaid" dresses and were as sweet as pie. Pecan pie, to be exact. Lemon yellow, sage green or burgundy. Floor length, tuille and satin, with satin sashes that draped to the floor. Pics to come as soon as they are developed. PRECIOUS. Have a great pic of me and my man, will post when that's ready, too. My hair was PERFECT. (Sue shout out!)
And now, I give you the most memorable weddings I have ever attended.
5. School friend Denise to Omero. She just graduated from HS the week before, no one knows about him. One of our friend's mother leans over to me and whispers: I give it 9 months. She won the pool. There shouldn't be a divorce pool at a wedding. I'm just saying...
4. Mine. With my mother in HER wedding dress. Because she's nothing but class. HA!! Granted, it was the dress from wedding number 4, so that shouldn't count, right? That's a classic in my family.
3. Cousin Julie to Chad. First off: Chad was 16, Julie was 15. What are YOU thinking? You'd be wrong. As we asked Julie about the whole "shotgun" element, she casually let us know that "Chad cain't gimme no babies. He got one of his nuts crushed gettin' poled in a fight." As my sis mentioned yesterday, small bandanas filled with pretzels and tied in a knot at the SIGN IN, in case writin' yore mark done made ya a mite peckish. The bride wore white Wranglers and a veil off her white cowboy hat.
2. My friend in college who married a girl from a large family. And annulled it two days later. You can always tell a Mormon bride from her mom since her mom is the one that's pregnant. The bride's parents wanted to get the whole family together the night of the wedding to discuss if the newlyweds should start making a baby that night. We'll just say the reception was tense. On board with eats: buttermints, a cooler with soda cans, rainbow jello salad. (A pyrex dish with all the jello colors layered.)
1. My cousin Katie married to Daryl. Her parents gave her a check for $25,000 for a wedding. Smart girl that she is (and a few months pregnant already - I have no room to talk on this issue, BTW) she booked an afternoon at (I kid you not) Weddin' World where a package costing $1750 got you:
Now, I'm not saying they MAKE the priest wear OP clam diggers, but since she was wearing them, I wonder. My smart cousin looked snottily at anyone who turned their nose up on Weddin' World and told them her bank account had over $23,000 in it. Clever.
Now, I'm just having fun here. For the record: Mr. Stoney and I took ourselves to the Justice of the Peace, had a quiet ceremony (with a LOVELY Judge officiating) and our parents. Went to a nice lunch afterwards, and done. Total cost: $300 with my nice, cream dress thrown in. Niiiice.
And I had 16 children under the age of 9 at my house. Holy God. Now, I don't want to say that these kids are naughty, whiney, and bratty, what I WANT to say is the vast majority are a bunch of shits. The oldest boy, 6, grabbed his sister, 4, and held her shoulders, HEAD BUTTED HER so hard, he almost knocked himself out. We'll just say that I'm not the favorite grown-up amongst these kids. I love my cousins, but they seem to think it's okay for kids to act this way because "they are just kids."
We had a big family BBQ this weekend at the newlyweds BEAUTIFUL apartment complex. Very chi-chi, VERY ADULT. And the parents are letting their kids scream, run in the street, run into the leasing office, throw food into the pool.... I was so stressed out. That kind of crap drives me nuts. Folks: you ain't in Utah. This is Dallas where children are expected to be little adults. Or at least have SOME manners. The older kids liked me because I didn't let the younger ones rule the roost. Feh. Teach your kids how to behave in public. My kids were shell-shocked when they got home. Emily (3) crawled into mom and dad's laps and just watched. Without speaking. Now, when a 3 year old looks on you with disdain... Something needs to change.
But I survived, and it was good to see family, and it was nice to have other people cook, and let the kids get worn out, and get dressed up (antique lace dress from the 20s, 4 inch Mary Janes. Woot!) And it's even better to sit in my quiet house and catch up on your happenings. Spam me! I don't wanna do my editing job today, so I'm ALLLLL YOURS!
I had a wedding this weekend. Oh, not just any wedding, a Mormon wedding. Which means I wasn't allowed INTO the wedding in the temple because I'm filled with sin - and proud of it - so I was at the reception. I was pleasantly surprised by the food (as mentioned in yesterday's post) and that it didn't consists of a 10 footer from Blimpies and some soda cans in a cooler. I kid because I love. The bride (my favorite little cousin in ze VORLD - she who inspired - unwittingly - Wee!Spike) was absolutely stunning and sweet in her wedding gown. All of the neices and my girls had "bridesmaid" dresses and were as sweet as pie. Pecan pie, to be exact. Lemon yellow, sage green or burgundy. Floor length, tuille and satin, with satin sashes that draped to the floor. Pics to come as soon as they are developed. PRECIOUS. Have a great pic of me and my man, will post when that's ready, too. My hair was PERFECT. (Sue shout out!)
And now, I give you the most memorable weddings I have ever attended.
5. School friend Denise to Omero. She just graduated from HS the week before, no one knows about him. One of our friend's mother leans over to me and whispers: I give it 9 months. She won the pool. There shouldn't be a divorce pool at a wedding. I'm just saying...
4. Mine. With my mother in HER wedding dress. Because she's nothing but class. HA!! Granted, it was the dress from wedding number 4, so that shouldn't count, right? That's a classic in my family.
3. Cousin Julie to Chad. First off: Chad was 16, Julie was 15. What are YOU thinking? You'd be wrong. As we asked Julie about the whole "shotgun" element, she casually let us know that "Chad cain't gimme no babies. He got one of his nuts crushed gettin' poled in a fight." As my sis mentioned yesterday, small bandanas filled with pretzels and tied in a knot at the SIGN IN, in case writin' yore mark done made ya a mite peckish. The bride wore white Wranglers and a veil off her white cowboy hat.
2. My friend in college who married a girl from a large family. And annulled it two days later. You can always tell a Mormon bride from her mom since her mom is the one that's pregnant. The bride's parents wanted to get the whole family together the night of the wedding to discuss if the newlyweds should start making a baby that night. We'll just say the reception was tense. On board with eats: buttermints, a cooler with soda cans, rainbow jello salad. (A pyrex dish with all the jello colors layered.)
1. My cousin Katie married to Daryl. Her parents gave her a check for $25,000 for a wedding. Smart girl that she is (and a few months pregnant already - I have no room to talk on this issue, BTW) she booked an afternoon at (I kid you not) Weddin' World where a package costing $1750 got you:
- CD boom box of "classy" music
- rental of a wedding gown (which isn't a bad idea, since you only wear it once)
- rental of two bridesmaid gowns (saving your friends' pocketbooks and the shame of taffeta)
- four dishes of peanuts/Chex-Mix
- Kool-Aid in a pretty Chinesque (read: plastic) punch bowl
- folding chairs
- screen to block out the cars up on hydraulics at the brake/muffler shop next door
- screen to block out the 7-11 sign on the other side
- a reverend on crutches, with OP clam diggers underneath her "formal" black robes.
Now, I'm not saying they MAKE the priest wear OP clam diggers, but since she was wearing them, I wonder. My smart cousin looked snottily at anyone who turned their nose up on Weddin' World and told them her bank account had over $23,000 in it. Clever.
Now, I'm just having fun here. For the record: Mr. Stoney and I took ourselves to the Justice of the Peace, had a quiet ceremony (with a LOVELY Judge officiating) and our parents. Went to a nice lunch afterwards, and done. Total cost: $300 with my nice, cream dress thrown in. Niiiice.
And I had 16 children under the age of 9 at my house. Holy God. Now, I don't want to say that these kids are naughty, whiney, and bratty, what I WANT to say is the vast majority are a bunch of shits. The oldest boy, 6, grabbed his sister, 4, and held her shoulders, HEAD BUTTED HER so hard, he almost knocked himself out. We'll just say that I'm not the favorite grown-up amongst these kids. I love my cousins, but they seem to think it's okay for kids to act this way because "they are just kids."
We had a big family BBQ this weekend at the newlyweds BEAUTIFUL apartment complex. Very chi-chi, VERY ADULT. And the parents are letting their kids scream, run in the street, run into the leasing office, throw food into the pool.... I was so stressed out. That kind of crap drives me nuts. Folks: you ain't in Utah. This is Dallas where children are expected to be little adults. Or at least have SOME manners. The older kids liked me because I didn't let the younger ones rule the roost. Feh. Teach your kids how to behave in public. My kids were shell-shocked when they got home. Emily (3) crawled into mom and dad's laps and just watched. Without speaking. Now, when a 3 year old looks on you with disdain... Something needs to change.
But I survived, and it was good to see family, and it was nice to have other people cook, and let the kids get worn out, and get dressed up (antique lace dress from the 20s, 4 inch Mary Janes. Woot!) And it's even better to sit in my quiet house and catch up on your happenings. Spam me! I don't wanna do my editing job today, so I'm ALLLLL YOURS!
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Date: 2005-05-09 10:57 am (UTC)The children at this affair sound like my brother's children. Every time they visit me, they leave my apartment looking like about 150 Bandito biker gangsters came through.
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Date: 2005-05-09 11:05 am (UTC)On one side of the reception hall, Dad's family, the Baptists. Sitting in grim silence and glaring at the other half of the hall, where Mom's family (the Heathens- or worse, the CATHOLICS; to this particular bunch of Baptists, it's the same thing), are dancing, laughing, and filling their water glasses at the champagne fountain. Providing the entertainment: my dad's fraternity brothers in their bright red sports coats and white pants, gettin' jiggy wit' it with any female who'd give them the time of day.
I've been promised cash money by my Aunt Nancy if, when I get married, I elope to Vegas and don't put the family through the whole madness.
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Date: 2005-05-09 11:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-09 11:12 am (UTC)But when they are bad? It's all I can do to hold in the cackle. (And as I have 169 FIRST cousins, let's just say I've had a lot of opportunity to witness the fun.)
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Date: 2005-05-09 11:14 am (UTC)I will sing Connie or Lubed at your wedding. To really help the Baptists relax. Feel free to call me a Mormon, too. I'd allow it for you. HA!! They come after me with a pitchfork and torches.
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Date: 2005-05-09 11:15 am (UTC)OMG, so funny. Great post. Give my love to little Emily, who must have been thinking, "Darn, these people are savages!"
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Date: 2005-05-09 11:16 am (UTC)Grrr. And for the most part, you can't blame the kids (much) as they learned their behavior was okay from the PARENTS. Double grrr.
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Date: 2005-05-09 11:16 am (UTC)The part of the kids running free and their parents allowing it... *shudders* I just hate that. My girls and even my 7 year old nephew know that when they're with me, they better behave like they should, I don't mean that they can't play and have fun, I mean that they have to have respect for others and say good morning (afternoon, whatever), please, thanks, etc. to whomever we meet.
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Date: 2005-05-09 11:17 am (UTC)Emily has BLOSSOMED today with the being all alone. Mom, too. :-D
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Date: 2005-05-09 11:19 am (UTC)Mari!! I have missed you my leetle lovely Latina flower of YUM!! The family was VERY COVETOUS of my daughter's headbands from you. She was so proud to say they came all the way from Guatemala.
*LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!*
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Date: 2005-05-09 11:26 am (UTC)I have never seen as many rich jaws drop so fast .
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Date: 2005-05-09 11:32 am (UTC)The weirdest wedding I've been to, was my brother-in-law's. I hadn't met him or the bride, but I still had to be a bridesmaid, and help set up the hall.
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Date: 2005-05-09 11:32 am (UTC)I'm very glad the headbands have been a success, Sofía made me buy her more since she refuses to let me bound her hair with a ponytail, she wants every one to see how long and pretty her hair looks and they're perfect for the show-off. ;)
*muchos abrazos y besos*
Yo también te quiero mucho, amiga!
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Date: 2005-05-09 11:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-09 11:43 am (UTC)We were talking the other day about getting married in a bowling alley. Or a karaoke bar. It's going to have to be cheap, so we are shooting for memorable.
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Date: 2005-05-09 11:47 am (UTC)that's really all i have to say.
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Date: 2005-05-09 11:51 am (UTC)Weirdest wedding sight: walking into the ladies room of the club where the reception was being held, and finding the bride's father snorting lines with some of the guests (sans mother of the bride).
Funniest: half Baptist half Muslim wedding/reception. The Muslims were looking down on the Baptists for dressing so scantily, while the B's were scandalized by the M's dancing (the men hold hands during this) and yelling and staying up so late. At least no one was drinking.
My wedding: county clerk's office in the strip mall that I cruised as a high schooler. I was 20, he was 28. It lasted four months, but we didn't get the divorce finalized for ten years. One week before his daughter was born, to a woman he refused to marry. Fun fact: my ex is a drag queen, a very good one.
Oh, and please check this out (http://www.livejournal.com/community/doctorwho/246336.html?nc=73/). Especially the thread starting with Pet Lunatic's first comment. It is so funny, you will be crying. It's a fight over fan fiction at the Doctor Who community.
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Date: 2005-05-09 12:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-05-09 12:14 pm (UTC)Favorite part of the movie Old School:
The band singing, Total Eclipse of the Heart and singing "I fucking need you more than evah!" Tears. On my face. Laughed so hard I thought I broke something inside.
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Date: 2005-05-09 12:16 pm (UTC)Oh! I forgot my older sister's wedding where the groom had diarrhea and his mommy kept sneaking him Pedialyte. I love my BIL, but you shitting me?? Oh. Bad joke. Heh.
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Date: 2005-05-09 12:17 pm (UTC)One thing you can count on with the Stonettes: they can hold their own. The oldest (The Boy) was good at telling the little ones to knock it off or they were going to get busted. Hee! He knows his mama, huh?
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Date: 2005-05-09 12:21 pm (UTC)Dude: JP, then kegger with a band. That sounds like the best wedding party EVAH. Wait: karaoke bar? That would be AWESOME!!!
*punches your womb AGAIN*
Stupid uterus. Quit it! *feeds you chocolate ice cream and yummy chips*
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Date: 2005-05-09 12:22 pm (UTC)That's one of my most favorite things EVER.
Oh, and I'm working on a Faith and a Buffy CD list, per your previous comment. Because, duh! Soooo need to have one.
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Date: 2005-05-09 12:24 pm (UTC)THEY THREW THEIR CAKE AND ICE CREAM PLATES IN THE POOL. So, soggy bits because they don't know to either a) finish their food or b) not get so damn much food to be wasted. Bleh.
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Date: 2005-05-09 12:26 pm (UTC)