I thought I'd share something that more than one Knottie might find quite amusing and perhaps a bit of karma.
As I posted on Chit Chat, my smart & beautiful FSD will be getting married the day after me, in Las Vegas. Great. Wunderbar. Mazel tov and all that good stuff. So, she's texting, emailing and calling me to get everything together. She's at ROTC training until late October. We're bonding. I'm in wedding heaven. Full of suggestions and questions. She tells me they want only immediate family because they are going to have a celebration back home (in South Dakota) in February.
I think that I held my breath for just a few extra seconds. I say that's fine. Then she says, "I don't want to plan two weddings; I'm gonna hire a coordinator!"
Ladies, stop laughing.
I pause. I say,"well, when you get married in Vegas, that is your wedding. It is considered rude by some to have two. What you're talking about is a celebration of marriage."
Man, crow does not taste good.
She says, I don't know. What do I do?
I say, well, how would you plan any other party? A venue, food, a band if you want... Use your colors to decorate the food table. Paper lanterns are gorgeous these days! Oh, and make sure that everyone knows you're married.
She says okay. I went on to tell her that she will be pressured and told by many people what should be done, but that's it's her and her FI's day. I told her we would support her in whatever decision they make, but that I would tell her if there would be blow back, bad or hurt feelings from those decisions.
A part of my militant psyche just died.