June 12, 2008 at about 4pm by Abuela went to be with the Lord.
” You’re gonna miss this
You’re gonna want this back
You’re gonna wish these days hadn’t gone by so fast
These are some good times
So take a good look around
You may not know it now
But you’re gonna miss this”
How true that is….
I have tons to say and updated you about, but for now I’ll keep this post to a short and simple rant.
I just found out(4 days before the rehearsal dinner, mind you) that my father won’t be paying for ANY alcohol at the rehearsal dinner.
His reasoning? He believes if people know they can order alcohol on his tab, they’ll go crazy and order as much as they want. (Does he think they’re alcoholics or something? He hasn’t met a single one of them!!)
Keep in mind that the ONLY thing they have to do for the wedding (other than show up and rent a tux) is the rehearsal dinner.
Also keep in mind that they didn’t plan a damn thing concerning it because they live in England and felt they couldn’t, so Megan and I planned everything.
Also keep in mind that when Megan and I proposed the current rehearsal dinner plans(that they agreed to and said they would pay for) it included 1 beer for about 90% of our guests there–because we know who’s coming and who drink and who won’t. Not to mention it also included a wee bit of ‘wiggle’ room for those guests we thought might drink two.
It’s tasteless to invite people to a rehearsal dinner and have them pay for their own drink, and I can’t supply any alcohol because the restaurant obviously won’t allow it.
If only they could have let us know this, oh, I don’t know…. MONTHS ago when this was originally planned, I’d be prepared for it, and who knows? Maybe would have picked a place that allowed us to supply our own drinks. But no. Gotta be an ass and tell us 4 days before the event.
Thanks alot.
Now to find a tactful way of telling people that they can’t order alcohol, even though most of them think they can.
I was going to go with the whole ‘my father is an asshole’ excuse, but we both know thats not tactful.
My sister claims it’s because it’s my second wedding and I’m having (what she considers) a large rehearsal dinner.
Wow. With that attitude I guess I should feel special he’s even showing up.
Not that I even want him to now. Thank God he wasn’t paying for anything for the actual wedding. We’d be having it in the backyard with hose water for refreshments.
Yup, I’m pissed.
EDIT: I’m still pissed, but it turns out Megan called my mom and ‘gently reminded her’ of the financial details(ie, how cheap alcohol is at this place) and that they’d already agreed to pay for it. My mom spoke with my dad(I don’t know what was said) but my mom called Megan back and said they’d pay for it. Thank God.
I’m about to leave to go catch my flight.
No updates til I return.
Please keep me in your thoughts and prayers.
Tuesday I’m flying into Miami to visit my Abuella til Saturday. It may be the last time I see her alive.
Pray for traveling mercies and for strength, cause it’s gonna be hard.
My Abuella is in the hospital.
I’m very sad.
From the end of March til I get married, Anne Arundel Community College is offering Basic Dance for Wedding Receptions as a non-credit course.
Megan, myself, and her parents are all going to take it, and I’m thinking maybe Megan and I will take a couple private dance lessons to learn some advanced moves for our foxtrot.
Yay for dancing!
I haven’t written anything in a while. Not that I don’t have anything to say, but the few times I was really passionate about writing my stupid computer wouldn’t work. I can’t wait til my brother can come up and help me fix it.
In a nutshell–my boss is on vacation so I’m running the store for the weekend, I almost went to Ruth’s Chris for dinner on Wednesday night without a shirt cause the evil dry cleaners didn’t have them done(even though they said they would be done by then), I’ve once again come down with some sort of head cold/chest congestion thing, and my low carb diet is going well and I seem to be losing a bunch of weight.
I’l leave you with the most current Boston Legal line running around in my head this week:
“Oh, and I just had sex. ‘Where?’ Right here. Ten minutes ago. Ended nine minutes ago…I was fantastic. ”
–My job is going well. This is week two, and I gave up one of my days off to earn some ot. yay for extra money.
–I got my W2 in the mail and have already done my taxes. Yay I don’t owe any money!
–My brother (finally) got a wordpress blog. Check out my blogroll to visit his blog–he’s known as Nona the Ninja(I gave him that name. Doesn’t it rock?!?!)
–Heath Ledger died due to an overdose of sleeping pills. Is it sad when I heard this news the first thing I thought of was that there won’t be a ‘Return of the Joker” movie with him in it?
–Wedding news: DJ and photographer booked. Next up: a tasting on Sunday with our potential caterer.
Time for me to get some sleep while my chicken defrosts in my sink. Yup, I’m back to the old no carb lifestyle. Yay for losing weight!
I’ll leave you with the English translation of a chinese keychain we have at work. The pictures are great and the translations on it are absolutely hilarious. Each number goes under a picture. Note: what I’m about to type is NOT a mistake.
“1. Collect Stupids People. 2. Push Cliff. 3. Yay Drowns!”
I just finished my first rough draft of the invitees for my wedding. I still have to speak with my mom about obscure relatives who are married(so I can include their spouse on the invitation) but the rough count for my side is 101. And thats low-balling it. There’s probably about 20 or so more that have just slipped my mind at the moment.
Wow. You never really realize exactly how many people you’re related to or are friends with until you have to number them all for wedding invitations.
