Also, thanks everyone for saying that I don't suck.

How could you suck? You have a book nook.

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also, am relieved that I have no crazy wedding/shower/baby shower/ kid birthday party stories. This is what happens when you become a misanthrope!

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If you want to do, that's wonderful, but you have to make sure the other bridesmaids can afford it, too.

Which, is how I feel about this whole thing. The Bridesmaids were emailed with basically, "This is what we're doing and this is how much you need to pony up." which struck me as very arrogant and very cowholeish.

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I also have no patience with B'maid E. Her and I spoke one evening and I vented. She, in turn, told B about it. I could have killed her. Ever since then, everytime she asks how I am. "I'm fine! Everything is great!" Stupid Bitca.

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The Bridesmaids were emailed with basically, "This is what we're doing and this is how much you need to pony up." which struck me as very arrogant and very cowholeish.

Yikes. Whatever happened to basic manners? You know, asking something like, "I was thinking about doing this shower at a restaurant. What do you think and how much would you be able to pitch in? Based on our budget, we can figure out what to do/where to go."

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Ah, now I get it.

Yep. Didn't help that I got a bill for some little portion of my fun UTI experience several months back (might have been my co-pay actually as their accounting is never accurate) and just walking in the door, telling him what was wrong and the pee test was about $300. And I knew what was wrong. Right now? Not a clue. But I just made an appointment to see my doctor Thursday for my back. COBRA won't be set up yet, but I actually finally believe it will be. And my back hurts enough that I am willing to "pay out of pocket."

eta: Nope, $200. But $175 is walking in the door. Okay, I am prepared.

"Hmmm... I want to give Cass some grief!" pulls out frying pan, tortillas, some nice cheese, a little sliced avocado on the side and some benadryl

You totally get to make the rules.

Ever since then, everytime she asks how I am.

And expects you to answer? Wow, whole special level of stupid there.

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{{{{{vw}}}}}}

Rise, Tom Scola. I accept the offering of your humility in my presence. Alas, I am not yet a powerful enough goddess to instantly disappear a sample of salsa from my kitchen into a bowl for you to partake of. However, if you spread the Good Salsa News, and make minions converts, my power shall grow and you will be rewarded with eternal salsa.

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Mmmm..... salsa.

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I don't know where I've been (socially), but I can't imagine asking bridesmaids to come up with more than maybe $50 max for a shower for the brides (and truly I think that is excessive). I always thought the BM was responsible for dress/shoes and that was it.

Our wedding was out of town for both of our families. We paid for everyone's hotel bill. It was massive but *we* invited them to come and it seemed like the right thing to do. An invitation should not come iwth a price tag.

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As an aside, the dog is barking furiously out the window at a blimp. Can't say as I blame her.

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