The next ceremony we plan will be Mom's funeral. We will bury her in Grandmas wedding dress. I am now fairly certain that it was my family that got off the Greyhound parked outside. After an hour of Yanni music, we woke the guests for all the traditional crap that we are supposed to do at the reception. We thanked the free-loaders for coming and for the gifts, grabbed the cards with money and made our grand exit.
Weddings are a rip-off.
I spent a shit load of money to entertain people that I haven't seen since infancy or have never even met. I will never see these people again and the only reason I invited them is because I thought they would give a cash gift. After the divorce. I will be eloping with hubby number 2.