Warring In-Laws. Good times.
Bri and Tony finally decided to tie the knot this summer, some time around July. They've been together for four years so at this point, it's just about making it official. I'm just happy that my sis found herself a good man, and Tony's incredibly good to her. I couldn't be happier for them.
On that note, my mother's psychotic (and I say this lovingly). The moment Bri said "We've decided on a date!", mom's been plotting everything from the food to the reception to the sorts of suits and dresses we have to wear and so on. Bri and Tony want a civil ceremony and a small reception; if it were up to mom, she'd go East and book St. Patrick's. Bri and Tony are thinking of making the reception a potluck affair; Mom thinks that's tacky and wants to cook all the food herself. Dad and I managed to convince her to sit down with Tony's parents and getting the major details out of the way ... so right now it's mom and Tony's mom arguing over ham and streamers, Bri and Tony are playing mediator (so far, not a lot of yelling so that's a good sign), and our dads are smoking in the backyard and discussing American Idol and that "gay boy" from Federal Way. Heh.
Me, I'm just going along with whatever happens. As long as I don't have to wear seafoam.
On that note, my mother's psychotic (and I say this lovingly). The moment Bri said "We've decided on a date!", mom's been plotting everything from the food to the reception to the sorts of suits and dresses we have to wear and so on. Bri and Tony want a civil ceremony and a small reception; if it were up to mom, she'd go East and book St. Patrick's. Bri and Tony are thinking of making the reception a potluck affair; Mom thinks that's tacky and wants to cook all the food herself. Dad and I managed to convince her to sit down with Tony's parents and getting the major details out of the way ... so right now it's mom and Tony's mom arguing over ham and streamers, Bri and Tony are playing mediator (so far, not a lot of yelling so that's a good sign), and our dads are smoking in the backyard and discussing American Idol and that "gay boy" from Federal Way. Heh.
Me, I'm just going along with whatever happens. As long as I don't have to wear seafoam.