That is pretty fucked-up, tommyrot.

Hil, in a Hasidic wedding, is it cheating for the guys to peer through the curtain at the women dancing? People on both sides looked pissed when the inevitable crossovers happened and some guys went over the to the chick side, and some chicks started humping guys on the guy side, but no one seemed to think peeking was against the rules.

Most of the ones that I've been to haven't had a complete barrier -- like, you had to walk through one side or the other to get to the restrooms or the buffet or something. So it was kind of inevitable that people would at least glance at the other people. (I was at one Orthodox but not Hasidic wedding where the bride wanted the men and women seated separately in addition to dancing separately, and the groom wanted mixed seating and mixed dancing, so they compromised on mixed seating but separate dancing, and, since the dance floor was in the middle of the room, everybody who was dancing was within view of people of both sexes.)

The groom's explanation of the cow? "It just sometimes happens at weddings."

My stepdad's niece married a guy who she met when they were both working at Chik-Fil-A in college. And the Chik-Fil-A cow mascot dude came to the reception. It was awesome. (They got divorced later, mostly because he was crazy and had a hair-trigger temper, as evidenced by The Easter Dinner Where He Pulled His Gun Out And Threw It On The Table While We Were Eating.)

Here is the weirdest thing I've ever seen at a wedding: creepy puppet people. Well, not really puppets, per se -- more like stuffed human outfits worn by...humans. So, like human furries?

Anyway, yeah. They showed up during the reception (pre-arranged, I HOPE TO GOD), and did a dance number or two, and then left. It was FUCKED UP. I actually leaned over and asked my mom, "Am I the only one seeing 2 creepy puppet people dancing to 'Tequila'?"

Mom: "No, I'm seeing them, too...but there IS an open bar, so we might both be hammered."

Me: "God, I *hope* so!"

Here is the weirdest thing I've ever seen at a wedding: creepy puppet people.

If there were a lot of children at the reception, you should have started a rumor that the creepy puppet people's heads were full of candy and then passed out sticks to the kiddies....

I have discovered that, although I hate most preparations of brussels sprouts, I love them when they're cut in quarters, tossed with olive oil and salt, and roasted until crispy. Yum.

Last night I sauteed spinach! It was magic. I put such a great volume of leafage in the skillet, but it shruuuuuunk. It tasted pretty good with lemon.

The big boss said he was going to come over today to talk to me about the job situation, like maybe they'd found a solution. (I suspect said solution involves being a contractor for a while, BAH.)

But, no show.

t chews nails

So frelling tired of this. I wouldn't rather be unemployed, but how on earth do freelancers deal with this sort of thing? I'm at my wit's end.

Last night I sauteed spinach! It was magic. I put such a great volume of leafage in the skillet, but it shruuuuuunk. It tasted pretty good with lemon.

Spinach is fun like that. It's really good if you throw in a handful each of raisins and pine nuts, and let the pine nuts get a little toasted.

I got changed into my pajamas before I remembered that tonight is the night to take out the garbage. I guess I can just put my jacket over my pajamas, but I was getting all comfortable, and now I've got to go outside again.

I don't like raisins, but pine nuts are an idea. Also garlic.

So it was kind of inevitable that people would at least glance at the other people.

This was full-fledged, all the guys stopped dancing and pulled aside the curtains to look. Given the shitty glances the people who crossed over got, it seemed a little hypocritical. But I don't have the nuanced sensitivity to the customs.

The women had to pass through the men's section to get to theirs, so there was that much intermingling. The genders were separate during the ceremony, but co-mingled at the dinner.