Today is my first day as a SAHM. Emeline has had breakfast and is watching George. After George, she'll get dressed and cleaned up and then we start our day.

We are going to Staples and cleaning out Emeline's room and sending out packages and cleaning the kitchen.

I also have to figure out what's for dinner.

Pizza. It's always pizza.

I know that I was always told I wasn't allowed to elope because it cheated my family/friends out of a party.

HAHAHAHA. Since most of my family parties end in recriminations and tears, I feel slightly guilty about how NOT GUILTY AT ALL I felt about "depriving" others of using my day that I wished to pledge my love and committment for Tom to add additional chapters in the You Done Me Wrong Book of family pettiness and squabbling.

I mean, I like most of the members of my family OK, but I prefer to keep them separate.

Pizza. It's always pizza.

No pizza for us! We will be having chicken made some way. Souped, baked, roasted, or casseroled. Just not sure which yet.

I know that I was always told I wasn't allowed to elope because it cheated my family/friends out of a party.

HAHAHAHA. Since most of my family parties end in recriminations and tears, I feel slightly guilty about how NOT GUILTY AT ALL I felt about "depriving" others of using my day that I wished to pledge my love and committment for Tom to add additional chapters in the You Done Me Wrong Book of family pettiness and squabbling.

I asked my mom last night, "How would you react if I eloped?" (This is because Stepdad's family, with whom we had Easter dinner, kept hectoring me about getting married, and why "that guy hasn't put a ring on your finger yet," etc. etc. [There were also firearms at the dinner table -- real, loaded firearms that stepcousin's DH was carrying holstered ON HIS PERSON at Easter dinner -- but that's a whole other story.])

Anyway. I asked mom how she'd react if I eloped, and she said, without missing a beat, "I'd give you the wedding money for a down payment on a house."

My reply? "Really? All $50?" Mom just laughed.

But really -- the older I get, the more I'd rather elope and then throw a party later.

Not that I'm expecting to get married anytime in the next....oh, EVER, but, you know, a girl can dream.

It's always pizza.

Not if it's Passover!

Nora, you did have a lovely elopement. The #1 reason DH and I had a wedding was because he really wanted to bring people together for a happy reason. Fortunately, while our families can be craxy-making, they aren't the type to ruin a perfectly good reception. ("So long as there's enough ice cream for everyone, no one gets hurt," as my mother would say.)

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the older I get, the more I'd rather elope and then throw a party later.

This was me. I felt sort of silly planning a wedding when I was 35, had lived with my DH a number of years already, and knew how much everything cost.

But really -- the older I get, the more I'd rather elope and then throw a party later.

Wrody McWrodcakes.

My friend K (who is in denial about the fact that she's going to marry her BF and have lots of sex and babies) was talking about eloping to Vegas the other day. Other than I think everyone on both sides of their family would kill them, it would probably be lots of fun. I told her she has to give everyone that's invited enough notice though. And that we have to send out little kids' birthday invitations.

I wish I'd eloped, but my MIL had given Hubby such grief when he eloped with his first wife that he didn't have the guts to do it. With as little fanciness that attended my wedding, it might as well have been an elopement. Should have done it in Vegas like I wanted.

We eloped because a) it was so much fun, and B) our families all would have come to a wedding and behaved, but we had each already been married once and everyone has kids and jobs and schedules, so it seemed easier to spare them the expense and logistics.

Grr. Someone just tried to do a showing of our apartment, with no notice at all. TCG has a vacation day today and handled it. We didn't let them in, which I am sure my landlady is going to call screaming about any second now.

ETA: She actually just called to apologize to us. I'm shocked.