"Speak now or forever hold your... toaster!"
Ok, it's official... weddings blow, they blow hard.
Monday and Tuesday were spent hauling boxes over to different locations; their appartment/house, and my other sister's new apartment with her roomate. Essentially we moved three girls all together because I got stuck moving her roommate too (Jody; they share a bunch of kitchen junk and whatever) because I got "volunteered" by my sister. It wasn't so bad on Monday because we were using the rental truck to move everything, but on Tuesday it was being used to haul all of Clarissa's junk so I had to carry the boxes over to Tammy's new apartment... it sucked and I felt like I was going to cry because I was so sweaty and gross and couldn't take a shower until the end of the day. (for those who don't know, just being outside during the summer makes me want to go take a shower, even if it's only been 10 minutes)
Wednesday, we're running around to unpack and/or get things ready for the wedding. Clarissa WOULD NOT let us not get flowers. She should have done it weeks in advance in the first place so they'd actually be able to find some good ones for that day. I can't remember exactly what we were doing, but she had already eaten but Tammy, Mom, and I were stuck at Tammy's new apartment and hadn't eaten yet. We had to run and get thread so my mom could fix Tammy's dress (the person did a crappy job adjusting it for her) and Clarissa came along so it ended up being an hour visit when it should have been just a quick run. So... Clarissa wants to go look at flowers... we complain that we're hungry, she gets mad and Tammy and I storm out of the car when we get to Carl's Jr. (Tammy was driving) and Clarissa pouts then drives off to some flower place while we eat. That was actually very good food btw, criss cross fries Mmmmmmm! (one of the few moments where we weren't feeling stressed about anything) Clarissa gets back and wants to go start making the stupid flower arrangement things, but Tammy had laundry going back at her apartment and they had to get started fixing the dress... she asks Tammy if she needs to go back to her apartment, she says yes then Clarissa pounds the stearing wheel and drives past where she needs to turn. At this point Tammy and I are REALLY pissed and we both start screaming at her to turn the car around and drop us off because we had more important things to do than her stupid flowers that might not get done in the first place (and they really didn't all get finished or used). Then she starts threatening to kick us out of the car, then I retorted with a "This is NOT YOUR car, you do NOT have the authority to tell US to get out! How would you like it if I threw you out?!" (this was the Buick btw, and I was fully prepared to grab her and throw her out of the car, I was ticked because she'd been an ass the whole time I was there and Tammy had gotten more of it than me; I'm closer to Tammy and I get PISSED when someone talks to her like that. I hardly ever use the voice I used right then.) needless to say, that shut her up and she turned around after she got a phone call from the photographer. I wished death on my sister at that very moment, I'd had enough. Later we went to a "rehersal dinner" which really just turned out to be dinner with all of James' family at some family diner. We took Jody along because she had some creepy guys stalking her and we didn't want her to be home alone... but that's another story. Mom and I got to go back to the hotel and go to bed early, but Tammy and Dad got stuck making the flower things with Clarissa.
Thursday, the day of the wedding. I was depressed about other things and really did not feel like suffering through a mormon wedding ceremony and getting more depressed about the fact that I will not have a wedding thing of my own some day... so I faked a migrane. It was a good thing too, because the pillow over my head was really great for hiding my smirk when she couldn't find her special underwear for her wedding dress (erm... I don't really know what it's about, supposably it was a girdle that's supposed to make the dress fit better?). It was great to see something bite her in the butt after being such a jerk to everyone, she misplaced it. I even offered to help find it (still faking migrane). They finally got her to stop sobbing and get her over to the Temple (again, special Mormon wedding junk which I did not want to go through), and my dad had to come back because she forgot the bouque. I got in a nice morning of extra sleep and Pokemon on my DS... and Clarissa came back a civilized person again, it turns out she couldn't even use her dress because it had too many beads and the temple wouldn't allow that (HA!). I got dressed up (*loathes white shirt and tie*) and we went to the reception at the church. More mormon crap in which my eyes glazed over and I tried not to drool... and then we met some people, I hung mostly around Tammy and Jody because I'm not too fond of James' family (they made a comment about my hair later in the night which just confirmed my distain for them). I conspired with/followed the bridesmaids (Tammy and some of Clarissa's friends) and we hid a bag in Clarissa's suitcase for when they got to the hotel. Bouque got thrown... James took forever to find the guarder... and it got launched at me, but I made no real effort to catch it and I poked James for launching it at me in the first place (I was NOT going to touch something from under my sister's dress thank you very much!). They got in the limo, we were all on better terms with her, blah blah blah. She actually looked really pretty and I had a relative amount of fun, she and James will be happy together and I'm "happy" for them. James left his wallet in his other pair of pants that he changed out of before they got in the limo! "Absent minded professor" indeed!
Friday, STUPID PHONE CALL IN THE MORNING! I had packed most of my stuff the night before so I could sleep in while they get ready, but then I couldn't get back to sleep and I didn't even get to sleep until 8:30am like the other days. It took forever for them to get ready and packed so I played Pokemon for a while more, then the car was absolutely PACKED. The ride home was miserable because I had popcorn bags falling on me the whole time and the air conditioner couldn't reach me very well with all the crap around me. And they wondered why I slammed the bags down when I finally got back in the house and was being an ass until I got done with my shower...
Funny fact: Clarissa has three toasters now
BAH, I'm too lazy for spell check!
Monday and Tuesday were spent hauling boxes over to different locations; their appartment/house, and my other sister's new apartment with her roomate. Essentially we moved three girls all together because I got stuck moving her roommate too (Jody; they share a bunch of kitchen junk and whatever) because I got "volunteered" by my sister. It wasn't so bad on Monday because we were using the rental truck to move everything, but on Tuesday it was being used to haul all of Clarissa's junk so I had to carry the boxes over to Tammy's new apartment... it sucked and I felt like I was going to cry because I was so sweaty and gross and couldn't take a shower until the end of the day. (for those who don't know, just being outside during the summer makes me want to go take a shower, even if it's only been 10 minutes)
Wednesday, we're running around to unpack and/or get things ready for the wedding. Clarissa WOULD NOT let us not get flowers. She should have done it weeks in advance in the first place so they'd actually be able to find some good ones for that day. I can't remember exactly what we were doing, but she had already eaten but Tammy, Mom, and I were stuck at Tammy's new apartment and hadn't eaten yet. We had to run and get thread so my mom could fix Tammy's dress (the person did a crappy job adjusting it for her) and Clarissa came along so it ended up being an hour visit when it should have been just a quick run. So... Clarissa wants to go look at flowers... we complain that we're hungry, she gets mad and Tammy and I storm out of the car when we get to Carl's Jr. (Tammy was driving) and Clarissa pouts then drives off to some flower place while we eat. That was actually very good food btw, criss cross fries Mmmmmmm! (one of the few moments where we weren't feeling stressed about anything) Clarissa gets back and wants to go start making the stupid flower arrangement things, but Tammy had laundry going back at her apartment and they had to get started fixing the dress... she asks Tammy if she needs to go back to her apartment, she says yes then Clarissa pounds the stearing wheel and drives past where she needs to turn. At this point Tammy and I are REALLY pissed and we both start screaming at her to turn the car around and drop us off because we had more important things to do than her stupid flowers that might not get done in the first place (and they really didn't all get finished or used). Then she starts threatening to kick us out of the car, then I retorted with a "This is NOT YOUR car, you do NOT have the authority to tell US to get out! How would you like it if I threw you out?!" (this was the Buick btw, and I was fully prepared to grab her and throw her out of the car, I was ticked because she'd been an ass the whole time I was there and Tammy had gotten more of it than me; I'm closer to Tammy and I get PISSED when someone talks to her like that. I hardly ever use the voice I used right then.) needless to say, that shut her up and she turned around after she got a phone call from the photographer. I wished death on my sister at that very moment, I'd had enough. Later we went to a "rehersal dinner" which really just turned out to be dinner with all of James' family at some family diner. We took Jody along because she had some creepy guys stalking her and we didn't want her to be home alone... but that's another story. Mom and I got to go back to the hotel and go to bed early, but Tammy and Dad got stuck making the flower things with Clarissa.
Thursday, the day of the wedding. I was depressed about other things and really did not feel like suffering through a mormon wedding ceremony and getting more depressed about the fact that I will not have a wedding thing of my own some day... so I faked a migrane. It was a good thing too, because the pillow over my head was really great for hiding my smirk when she couldn't find her special underwear for her wedding dress (erm... I don't really know what it's about, supposably it was a girdle that's supposed to make the dress fit better?). It was great to see something bite her in the butt after being such a jerk to everyone, she misplaced it. I even offered to help find it (still faking migrane). They finally got her to stop sobbing and get her over to the Temple (again, special Mormon wedding junk which I did not want to go through), and my dad had to come back because she forgot the bouque. I got in a nice morning of extra sleep and Pokemon on my DS... and Clarissa came back a civilized person again, it turns out she couldn't even use her dress because it had too many beads and the temple wouldn't allow that (HA!). I got dressed up (*loathes white shirt and tie*) and we went to the reception at the church. More mormon crap in which my eyes glazed over and I tried not to drool... and then we met some people, I hung mostly around Tammy and Jody because I'm not too fond of James' family (they made a comment about my hair later in the night which just confirmed my distain for them). I conspired with/followed the bridesmaids (Tammy and some of Clarissa's friends) and we hid a bag in Clarissa's suitcase for when they got to the hotel. Bouque got thrown... James took forever to find the guarder... and it got launched at me, but I made no real effort to catch it and I poked James for launching it at me in the first place (I was NOT going to touch something from under my sister's dress thank you very much!). They got in the limo, we were all on better terms with her, blah blah blah. She actually looked really pretty and I had a relative amount of fun, she and James will be happy together and I'm "happy" for them. James left his wallet in his other pair of pants that he changed out of before they got in the limo! "Absent minded professor" indeed!
Friday, STUPID PHONE CALL IN THE MORNING! I had packed most of my stuff the night before so I could sleep in while they get ready, but then I couldn't get back to sleep and I didn't even get to sleep until 8:30am like the other days. It took forever for them to get ready and packed so I played Pokemon for a while more, then the car was absolutely PACKED. The ride home was miserable because I had popcorn bags falling on me the whole time and the air conditioner couldn't reach me very well with all the crap around me. And they wondered why I slammed the bags down when I finally got back in the house and was being an ass until I got done with my shower...
Funny fact: Clarissa has three toasters now
BAH, I'm too lazy for spell check!