We had a pretty good night last night. Jer decided he wanted to go to the mall to get sunglasses (he's been talking about this since last year, so it's no surprise to me). He wanted like the super-expensive ones to wear for softball. Whatever. Anyhow, we went to Target first b/c that's where I wanted to go - spent $80 on the little tyke (she needed new clothes, right? wrong, but they were too cute to pass up). No, actually our total bill was $80, but that included a $15 cardigan and a CD for me, too. Anyhow, that's besides the point. So, then we went to the mall and got his sunglasses. He was hilarious trying on all these things and asking for my opinion. In the end, he was a responsible husband/father and only bought the $50 pair on clearance instead of the $120 pair he really liked.
At any rate, when we came home, the BIL called. She wants to know if I have any ideas for "parents gifts." Ummm.... here's a thought, don't marry my brother. That would be the best gift you could give them! Hah! Anyhow, I find it truly ironic that this chick thinks that I am the one she should call/ask for help with these things. Earlier this week she sent me this "itinerary" for the weekend and wanted my opinion. OK - so I'm not the maid of honor, thank God, and she's got two sisters of her own. (It's not my fault they aren't really "there" for her for this.) It just puts me in such a weird spot - I hate it. I can't wait for all this shit to be over. It is seriously going to take every ounce of guts I've got to stand up there at church and pretend to be a big supporter of this. Let alone the fact that I have to stand on her side... I would feel much better if I could stand by my brother, but I know that just doesn't look right and all. Anyhow, do you not think it is totally inappropriate for her to be asking me for help with these things? Hosting her shower was torture enough - I just had to remind myself it was for my brother, but seriously, am I wrong to NOT want to be so involved in all this? I really just want to show up and get wasted at the reception, oh, and see Maddy in her cute little dress. Fuck all the rest of the bullshit.
By the way, my "itinerary" for Saturday involves meeting them at the hair salon at 8 a.m., traveling to the mall for make-up appointments, driving to her mom's for pictures and then transporting some of the girls to church. That is all BEFORE the ceremony. Blah.
Oh yeah, to top this all off - I have my period this week. Lovely. Perfect for wearing the satin pink ball skirt in 100 degree heat this weekend! Should really be a lot of fun.
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It's kinda complicated b/c they've been engaged since way before we found out about all of this... and they asked us to be in the wedding a long time ago. I had already ordered my dress and everything. Plus, you have to remember that most of our family doesn't know about this and it would be very weird for me not to be in it (my brother and I are really close). My brother wants me in it for him, not for her, and we've talked a lot about this. It's hard and it sucks, but if he's happy in the end, that's all that really matters to me. He's made his choice, and I have to live with that. Plus, I chose to stay in my marriage and that means that he has to deal with him and get past it just as much as I do, so basically we just support each other and that's why I'm in the wedding... for him.
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