I just found out my sister is blaming my parents for her marriage because they didn't do enough to try and stop her.
OMGWTF? Sorry, no. No. No, you don't get to blame mum and dad if you marry the wrong guy. Because if you're old enough to get married, then you're old enough to take responsibility for that damn decision! And if you're not old enough to take responsibility for that damn decision? Then DON'T GET MARRIED!!!!
Sorry, but your sister does sound like she needs smacking into the middle of next week.
t /aggressive bitca.
eta -
I'm sorry that it didn't work out, incidentally, and I know that it OFTEN doesn't work out, whether you're talking marriage or relationship. I don't mean to belittle the pain of that. But - you
don't get to blame your mum and dad,
imho. Or your best friend. Or the priest/rabbi/elvis impersonator who officiated at the ceremony. You really, really don't. Nuh-uh.
Meanwhile -
loving
the Vampire Ball photos! Adorable!
I have little to add to the grandparent discussion, beyond the fact that my grandmother is known as Nana. Can't remember what we called my Dad's Mum, but I think it may have been Nanny - she died when I was very wee. Ditto his Dad - I'm guessing Grandpa? Granddad?
eta
Also - anybody out there had experience of a weird, fizzy/crackly noise in their ear? My left ear, as of yesterday morning and still today, is sporadically giving me a weird crackling noise, like static, or like the sound of bubble bath bubbles bursting.
Googling suggests that it may be Eustachian Tube Disfunction??!!?
Cass & Jilli at the Vampire Ball - [link]
Now
there
is a sight for sore eyes.
I find the Grandma [LastName] thing so odd--like, very formal. Do other people not feel that way?
I don't think I
addressed
them with "Gramma Booth", I just called her Gramma and referred to her as Gramma Booth when clarity was needed.
(Though, on occassions when all the grands were present I probably addressed them as Gramma Booth and Gramma NotBooth, etc.)
o_a we took your advice and went out and listened to Tal on the web - 21? Imagine where she can go ...
I know! Hopefully she keeps her head clean, has good people guiding/helping her, and lots of inspiration. I've made sure her new tracks are on the iPhone so I can listen while I drive down to Peter Spragues studio tomorrow. Seems fitting so how. Listening to a great new jazz bassist while heading to a great jazz guitarists studio.
Also - anybody out there had experience of a weird, fizzy/crackly noise in their ear?
Yup, I'm pretty sure that when it happens to me it's water trapped in there from swimming or showering.
Fay, my ears have been "hissing" and occasionally "crackling" ever since I got over the Martian Death Flu about five weeks ago. A trip to the doctor, an expensive mondo AB, and an accupuncture session provided temporary relief, but I need to go back, or see someone else because they're still hissing, and it is interfering with my hearing. The wikipedia article does say "no permanent damage," though, and that is one thing I was concerned about. Annoying, even irritating, but not ultimately damaging.
My sole surviving grandparent was Grandmother. My parents were Gramma'n'Grampa, DH's parents are Babunya and Dydunyo.
My sister is moving offices today. From home office, to her first store-front one. Right in downtown Leesburg, FL. I hope the basket of flowers arrives right after she does and welcomes her nicely. Looks like this tax season she can work without kid running underfoot.
Also - anybody out there had experience of a weird, fizzy/crackly noise in their ear?
Water, or once I had a piece of hair up against my ear drum, but that was more of a pop noise, rather than crackly.
My grandmothers were referred to by where they lived -- they were Kingston Grandma and Bristol Grandma. I don't know how this started, and it doesn't seem like Sox called our mutual G'ma Kingston Grandma, so it's apparently an oddity of my own immediate family.
My sister's kids call my mother & father Grandma-with-the-doggie and Grandpa-with-the-doggie to distinguish them from my BiL's parents. Their oldest worked that out at some point when she was about 2 or 3.
Now to go check out the pictures...
I wish I knew what to say. I wish I could actually *do* something, but she's in Dallas and I am not. A card seems so completely useless.
I'm sorry, Ginger. What you just said is what you could write in a card. She would appreciate your contact.
What you just said is what you could write in a card.
This. And if you have a good memory of him, then include that, too. I think people like to hear that they aren't the only people who will remember and remain touched by their loved one's time here.
