Weddings & Mother's Day

My Weekend Recap (and a little bitching):

Saturday was an eventful day. It was TM & T’s One-Year Anniversary slash Wedding. Kind of confusing, I know, but trust me it’ll all make sense in a moment! On May 8, 2009 T and T got married at a courthouse in Rockford. Supposedly it was because TM wanted T to fix his missing tooth before they had “wedding” photos and the only way to do that was to get T on TM’s insurance. Because they didn’t have the full-on wedding TM’s Mom, who we all call Mom by the way, threw her a “Wedding” for their anniversary. Complete with the wedding gown, attendants, reception, and the works. Saturday was their anniversary and the “wedding”. T still has a missing tooth. Go figure. Either way it was a very nice vow renewal ceremony and reception. TM looked wonderful in her red and black wedding dress, and the wedding party looked good, too. I’m not just saying that because I was in the wedding party – I’m just sayin’!

The only hitch, besides not being the Maid of Honor (which is another story completely and I’ll get into later) is that TM’s Step-Dad wasn’t there. Mom and MS (Step-Dad) are separated for reasons that I’ll not divulge here as it’s not my story to tell, but TM wanted MS at her wedding regardless of the issues Mom and MS have. He’s been more of a father to TM than her biological father was (he passed away a few years ago). TM begged MS to be at her wedding. She told him that she wanted her Dad there to walk her down the aisle and to dance with. (She’s always called him Dad.) He promised her he’d be there – then sent a text message to Mom minutes before the ceremony was to begin telling her simply “I’m not coming”. No explanation. No nothing. Luckily TM’s brother was there to dance with her. I’m just glad that was the only thing that didn’t go according to plan. Other than that it was good party.

My issue with this “wedding” is that while I’ve been TM’s best friend for nearly 20 years I was not the Maid of Honor. And the reason I was given as to why I wasn’t the Maid of Honor was simply because I was at the courthouse last year so TM thought it only fair to J that she be the Maid of Honor. OK. Lemme get this straight. Yes, I was at the courthouse last year. Yes, J was not at the courthouse last year. However, J wasn’t at the courthouse because she and her husband, S, spent two days telling TM and T what a mistake they were making in getting married. That they didn’t agree with them getting married so they couldn’t support TM and T in their decision. And what was their reward for being such callous assholes? They receive the top honor in any wedding party – Maid of Honor and Best Man. However, I was there saying “if you love him and he makes you happy then I support you.” Just like I have supported you for twenty friggin years!!! I haven’t yet said anything to TM about how badly she hurt my feelings but I am going to. I didn’t say anything to her before the wedding because it was her wedding. She could chose whomever she wanted to have whatever roll she wanted in her wedding.

I’ll tell ya what though. J wasn’t doing anything that the Maid of Honor was supposed to do. She would announce to anyone who’d listen “I’m J. I’m the Maid of Honor.” Yet she didn’t lift a finger to help with the wedding. She didn’t help Mom prepare for the Bridal Shower, she didn’t do anything for TM for a bachelorette party, she didn’t help stuff invitations, she didn’t even show up to Mom’s house on Saturday on time to help get TM ready. Everyone was supposed to be at Mom’s house by 3pm on Saturday. We were all going to get dressed together, help TM get into her dress, etc. I was there at 3pm and no one else in the bridal party (except the Junior Bridesmaid, E, who lives there) was there until nearly 4pm. J didn’t even show up until 4:30. And that’s because she’s an idiot. She knows she has a 1 ½ hour ride from Rockford but she makes her hair appointment for 1:30 – in Rockford. Who does that?! Not only that but she was too preoccupied with looking at herself in the mirror in the Living Room to help TM get dressed. Guess who helped? That’s right – Me. I was there helping fasten her bra, get on her garter, her petticoat, and her dress. I was the one fixing her veil when it fell out (too many times to count over the course of the evening!). Where was her Maid of Honor? She was checking out her cross-eyed self in the mirror. Newsflash J – You’re a selfish Bitch and slightly goofy looking to boot. But… The rest of the party was great, like I said before, and I think everyone had a good time.

Saturday morning M and I went to pick up a new cage that I won on eBay. I’m very pleased with my purchase. It’s a 20 gallon tank with a stand that I got for $38. Brand new it was probably worth close to $150 or more. On the way back we stopped at Woodman’s; which is a HUGE grocery store in either Carpentersville or Algonquin. I know that a little further up the road its Algonquin and a little farther down the road its C’Ville so it could be either one. M loves this store. They have a chip aisle that runs half the span of the building – and the building is HUGE. We got a cartful of groceries for exactly $100. At a regular grocery store like Jewel or Dominicks, even Ulta or Butera, that cart would have been significantly more expensive. M also pointed out that we needed eggs, sausage, and even hash browns. I was a little leery because he’ll cook an egg for breakfast in the mornings, but never sausage or hash browns. It turns out that he was buying them for me for my Mother’s Day breakfast. He actually cooked me breakfast. Although I didn’t get the hash browns, but that’s OK. I can use them to make a cheesy casserole that’s pretty darn good.

After breakfast we went to the pet store to get M his snake. He was hoping I’d choose the snake when I was picking out my Mother’s Day present last week, and he was disappointed that I chose the Leopard Geckos instead. Since I got the bigger tank, and we therefore had an empty one he decided he needed the snake. Whatever. As long as I don’t have to feed it or clean its cage – I’m good. He’s a feisty one though. He’s already bit at M but we think it’s because he’s stressed from being moved from the pet store to our house. We need to let him rest for a little bit like we had to do with the geckos. My main concern with the snake is what I remember from when our friend, C, had a Ball Python (same kind M got this weekend). I remember her being in her own room which I remember as very warm and kinda smelly. M insists that this snake probably won’t get as long as Sebastian did (she was nearly 6 ft long), and he insists that we can keep him in the front room. I’m not so sure of that. During the spring time, like now, we open the front door and the back door and windows to let the breeze in, which blows right by the snake’s cage. He’s a cold blooded animal. He wants warmth not cool breezes. We may have to move him. It’ll be a lot of trial and error these first few days.

The rest of my Mother’s Day consisted of lying on my bed with L watching as many of my taped shows as possible before my Mostaccioli dinner and going to JE and JU’s to watch the Blackhawks fail miserably. I had a very enjoyable weekend and I’m looking forward to this coming Saturday when M and I get to go to Texas de Brasil for a retirement party for a gentleman I work with. M lovingly refers to the restaurant as “the meat factory”. If you’re not familiar to this restaurant it’s a Brazilian Steakhouse. You get a little card about the size and shape of a coaster that is red on one side and green on the other. They have Gaucho’s walking around with all kinds of meat on skewers. If your card is green they will stop at your table and slice off some meat for you right there. If you’re full or taking a break all you do is turn your card to red and they’ll pass you by until you flip it to green again. It’s a wonderful restaurant and I recommend it or any one like it to anyone who is a meat eater. If you’re a vegetarian I definitely do not recommend this restaurant to you although their “salad” bar is phenomenal as well!

Beijos!
Erin