Spike's Bitches 45: That sure as hell wasn't in the brochure.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Yep, they rent it out for events. I am so excited I thought of it; I was looking at venues and they're SO expensive and formal and not me, and I was trying to think of someplace that would be me. It's gorgeous, but it's BOOKS. Tons and tons and tons of BOOKS.
Libraries are my churches.
Jilli, I can't link to it on my phone, but check out the red velvet jacket on sale at the White House, Black Market website.
Any Bay Area-istas, if you shop White House, Black Market and find that the Corte Madera store is not out of your way, K-Bug can probably get you a discount.
K-Bug works there? I have a wee one that works there too. Nifty.
I love the idea of a wedding in a library.
Other states are allowed to have nutria? I thought they were exclusive to Louisiana.
They are *supposed* to be. They thought they might be good for fur and then thought again. Now we've got some free-range nutrias. They're cute.
Now that I am home,
this is the jacket I was talking about.
TCG and I looked at one place for the wedding a while back and the planner was showing us the lovely garden, and we asked if we could get married in front of the bookcase instead.
we asked if we could get married in front of the bookcase instead
I was originally thinking "Hmm, a bookstore?"
DAN is an atheist, and I'm a cheerful agnostic, his son is half-Jewish and I just want to be surrounded by people I love having a good time, eating yummy bits and drinking some decent booze and for me to wear a pretty dress.
It's pretty much the way I envision my funeral, also, actually. Except I hope to not be all corpsified at my wedding. And get some lovin'.
It's pretty much the way I envision my funeral, also, actually.
Should we pulp you with the books?
mmm.... there is a book store on the coast of Ca that has weddings.
The cat has been sleeping in the bedroom all day. Now that I'm getting up every few minutes to get dinner going, he wants my lap
So my dad just called. We talked for a while about coming back from vacation, being in a play, the weather, and such, all the while my heart pounding waiting for the shoe to drop.
Thankfully, my dad appears to be playing the calm, rational one this time. He said my uncle could pick up the necklace, and I could pick it up when I visited, and carrying it in my pocket was fine. It was all about beliefs anyway, and if it worked, it worked, and if it didn't, it didn't, and I should continue doing what I needed to do as well. He acknowledged that my mom Gets Like This, and we shouldn't take it personally. Call her tonight and meld anything that's been broken, and move on.
If you call your mom, refuse to talk about the necklace or marriage. You knoe how it will end.
Getting married in a bookstore sounds cool or a library. My sIL did an engagement shoot in a bookstore but there hasn't been a wedding.
PC -- be strong!
Okay Askye Update - They found out what's wrong with me!! Massive, massive infection in my bladder and kidney. No kidney damage, which is good, but evidentally my whole urinary tract (at least on one side) is infected. So they did an antibacterial wash of, well, everything. I have a EIGHTEEN day supply of antibiotics (Levaquin or however it's spelled).
The cause of all this is a pocket that I've had from my first surgery when I was a little girl. They had to remove the tube from the bladder and replace it to fix the bladder reflux. That left a pocket which keeps getting infected. So I go back for a follow up in 3 weeks and then schedule a similiar procedure to cautrize the place. But the infection has to clear.
Also the nurse said it's possible to have this bad of an infection and for a dip test to come up negative for infection. And the pain I've been having -- infected kidney.
So I'm a recovering and feeling a bit woozy still.
But yay! I know what's wrong with me.