Ok. This is just wacky… what to do??? Yes, I know women aren’t property (like in some places) to be simply handed over to someone else… but I do think it’s a nice bit of tradition.
I like the idea of my dad walking me down the aisle… Not that he’s giving me away, but that he’s having a last bit of me as “his little girl.” Not that I’ll stop being his daughter 10 minutes later, but I just won’t be “his” little girl. Am I corny? Maybe… We’ll be dancing to Manilow later… and hopefully being a little bit silly as well :)
Ok. Music… eeps. The DJ called last night, wondering what song we wanted for cutting the cake, for entering, for the groom/mother dance… Er… Well… Do we have to? :)
The only stuff we did ask to have NOT be played was the Stupid Chicken Dance. Hate it. We also did ask to only do the participation stuff if someone requested it… Looks like we’re not the only ones that don’t like those things :)
The Most Dreaded Dance
“All cheesy music, including interactive songs like the Macarena and the Electric Slide, should be banned. Grandma and Grandpa should be spared the humiliation of having to dance to these musical abominations.”
–Elizabeth, 25, Frederick, MD
“I hate that dorky Chicken Dance. It’s not a nice thing to put your guests through. I have never heard someone say that they liked everything about a wedding but missed doing the Chicken Dance; but I have heard people speak with dread about the impending possibility of being subjected to this ‘tradition’ at some point in the night.”
–Laura, 30, New York, NY
And now it’s 17…
Anyway, we needed to pick a song for the first dance. Easy you say? Not so much. Stu and I have different musical tastes. We both offered up several suggestions, which well… didn’t go so far. It’s amazing how a lovely song has lyrics that suggest a less than happy (or PG-13 image). Anyway, we ended up settling on a song by Genesis. Go figure. I do think I’m a bit more happy about it than he his, but the lyrics are just wonderful.
Follow You Follow Me
Stay with me,
My love I hope you’ll always be
Right here by my side if ever I need you
Oh my loveIn your arms,
I feel so safe and so secure
Everyday is such a perfect day to spend
Alone with youI will follow you, will you follow me?
All the days and nights that we know will be
I will stay with you, will you stay with me?
Just one single tear in each passing yearWith the dark,Oh, I see so very clearly nowAll my fears are drifting by me so slowly nowFading awayI can sayThe night is long, but you are hereClose at hand,Oh I’m better for the smile you giveAnd while I liveI will follow you, will you follow me?All the days and nights that wee know will beI will stay with you, will you stay with me?Just one single tear in each passing year there will be…
Am I totally corny? Now… to dance :)
Although we’re still working on getting his ticket, he will be here soon :)
So, I wasn’t so good yesterday, and finished up this morning. Yesterday was just busy busy busy! Looked around and it was 2 and I hadn’t had lunch. Just non-stop all day. The slowest it got basically was when I had to get into the dress and watch her bustle it up. Yeah, I know, the driving there was slow, but I was late :) Work kept me a bit longer than expected – who knew Ian (the boss) would be there?
So, anyway. The dress has had about a foot taken off the bottom. I actually didn’t trip over it, much, as I put it on. The seamstress however, forgot to hem the underskirt and crinoline :) Ooops! It will be done before I need it done :) Not that I know when I’ll need it. She was very understanding about that – and Irish herself to boot!
We figured out which necklace was better, sort of agreed (like it matters anyway) on the earings to go with it all. All the while commiserating about the stupid INS and how it’s good that we didn’t have 7/7/7 set as the day :) Kinda funny.
So, the dress is basically ready.
Almost forgot today’s Inquisitors :)
Ok. Getting ready to go home for the day – lunch with mom & dad, a hair-cut, where all the “old” friends go and get one too. It’s Hair-Cut Day! Getting geared up for LOTS of questions about INS and the wedding and when it will be and what’s going on with all the stuff. <sigh>
Usually Hair-Cut Day is a fun day, as about 4 of the girls all get hair cuts, and their various others (husbands and children usually), and then they all stay and the rest join up for dinner and a game or something at a friend’s house. Usually fun. Nice to see everyone after a month and change. See the kids, the gang. Fun. And it’s always a good (and inexpensive) hair cut, so I don’t mind driving two hours to go and do this. I don’t do it just for the hair cut, although just the cut might be worth it :)
Today will probably be the same, but after a grilling with mom and dad, and at the hair place, and then from them, well, might not be so much fun. And I’m not sure if I want Chinese food for dinner :(
Well, fingers crossed that today’s a fun day and not just interrogation :)
PS. I love that the Doctor is the Invisible Man on Heroes :)
Ok. This website is just too funny!
ok… just a snippet:
With bed being the most comfortable location, why have sex in other places, for instance against the hood of a DeSoto, or in the jungle, or even on the floor? The answer is that, in the romance novel as well as in real life, it’s usually not a premeditated decision. The answer will be the same as that of the mountain climber when asked why he climbs a mountain. “Because it’s there,” is the usual reply.It’s a well-known fact that when aroused, blood is diverted to specific sexually related areas of the body in preparation for action. This occurs in both the male and the female. It was previously thought that this blood came from the general supply circulating through the body. In fact (maybe), the brain and the sex organs share a fixed quantity of blood whose location is mutually exclusive. In other words, when it’s in one place, it’s not in the other. Thus sex is usually not a logically arrived at process. The hormones are driving and when they’re put in gear, the location is immaterial.As expected, the sex in the love scenes of the romance novels occurred in a bed 70% of the time, with the beach a distant second at 3%. I’m encouraged by these figures because if sex happens in bed 70% of the time, then it takes place someplace else 30% of the time.
Thanks to Tina for sharing with Rick :)
PS. The picture has NOTHING to do with the website, it was just a funny picture :)
PPS. I think I might start keeping a list of who askes about either the INS or wedding dates from now on.
INS/Wedding questions today:
Great. Just great. On top of being an incredibly drawn-out, lengthy and complicated process, it’s now going to double in price? Great. Just what we need.
This article was just such a joy to read <sigh>
The cost of the process is already quite steep, why can’t they make the process more efficient? If it didn’t take YEARS and cost an arm and a leg, they might get more people that actually go through the legal process, hence their getting more money by having more applicants. Why penalize the few that are actually doing the right thing??? The longer this goes on, the more I think about how we could have tried to circumvent the legal process. We could have gotten married and tried to go through the “spousal” visa, which we had been told would be longer and more complicated. Instead we tried to do the right thing, the faster route, the “fiancÃ©” visa. Well, it’s not quick. It’s not easy. <sigh>
Don’t mind me and my general frustration with still being in limbo. With still not knowing when I get to become a Mrs. With still not knowing when I’m going to be able to see the fiancÃ© again. Lack of status updates is just so frustrating. Yeah, yeah yeah, the processing time from the UK is taking three times as long as it was, which was just about a month back in June. Yes, I understand that there’s 300 terror plots being investigated (and a new one stopped) over there.
So, 7 months later, I still feel as if we’re at the beginning, although for the petition that needs to be done first, that process was just under two months. The file then gets sent to the central office and they do a bunch of stuff, that took a month or so, and then they send it off to the consulate. Consulate’s had their stuff over four months now… and they don’t give/haven’t given any updates. The only way to get any is to call this 1-900 type phone number, and pay through the nose, again. Grrrrr…. At least the petition status was available on line. I could check that and see that it was still somewhere, that it was in processing, that it hadn’t been refused. Now? Nothing.
I’m not going to even mention about being asked several times a day for updates. The people are generally interested. They don’t need me wigging out just because they hit a sore spot. Though the funniest day was the one I was asked over 20 times. In one day! After the 7th person, I started laughing about it. I had to.
I don’t know how much more of this I’ll be able to take with out totally cracking. <sigh>