I Really Hate Coming Up with Subject Lines -- I'm Not That Witty.
Friday, tagged along with the boys as they did some shopping. Yes, just tagged along, didn't buy anything for myself, so ha! We then gorged ourselves on Mexican @ Tres Pesos (Chile Relenos are the shiz!)
Saturday, worked the shelter's microchipping booth @ the MetroPaws Cancer Walk. Was slow, so got to leave earlier than planned. Went home, showered, and then we gathered up Bowser and went over to the Rockabilly BBQ. Was a little grumpy once we got there -- Dez isn't good about researching things before we go, but he assured me it was inside. It wasn't. Assured me that the $15/person to get in included BBQ & entrance to the event. Umm, not really. The $15 we paid just allowed us inside the bar to watch the bands. I'm sure $15 is a great deal if you're 1) hardcore into rockabilly music and 2) planning on staying until midnight to listen to said music. Most of the stuff of actual interest to me was outside and free. And he didn't know that we should have brought some lawn chairs and a cooler of beer -- Which we were allowed to do. But instead, we had to fork over $4/drink, plus $$ for BBQ. And it was HOT. After awhile I perked up a bit, decided I just needed to get over it (I tend to get grumpy about money wasted after the fact), and move on. I got some great pictures though. We got there at 3, were allowed inside @ 4, left at 6:30. Diddy-diddy dum.
Sunday, hallelujah! I got to sleep in! When we finally got up and dressed, we decided to head over to CMM. Ate some Macados. I got some new jeans and a cute shirt. My goal was to hit Group USA and start looking at wedding dresses, but they didn't have jack squat. And on top of that it made me a little sad...
While there there were some scheduled dress fittings going on and all of those girls had all their family sitting around, watching her try on dresses, moms were crying, grandparents smiling... And all I could think was "I don't have that." The only family members of mine coming are my mom & Bryan and the kids. None of aunts/uncles. Not my grandparents. And my mom is just coming down that weekend. The most she's said about the wedding is "Oh, let me know if you find a dress, I'll try helping you out with (buying) it." I mean, my family loves Daniel and they've been harassing me about finally tying the knot. But the part of me that is angry with my mom, for her not plannig her life better. For her always being selfish growing up -- moving for a man, having babies just "because", leaving things unresolved. For not trying to provide me with a better life than she had. That all started boiling up... I guess that's something within myself that I need to fix. In the end I know that all that matters is that I'm marrying someone I truly love and who, for whatever reason, loves me in return. A fancy wedding won't change that.....
PS: No, this isnt a shotgun wedding -- I'm not preggo. I'm just fat. (In response to some rumors I've heard recently).
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Anywho, BBQ I'm planning on the 21st looks to be still on. I mean, I've only got one person who's mentioned being interested. And if it's just her that'd be cool. I mean, that was my plan all along. Get Liz into a secluded area of the woods and have my way with her ("MUAHAHAHAHA!!!") ;)