I like the quiet so I always buckle up before I turn the key. Don't want to hear the seat belt warning chime.

I have zero sense of perspective right now, because I want to thwack my Dad in the back of the head because he's insisting that he needs to know what Tim is wearing in the wedding so that he (Dad) can wear the same thing. I was appalled, and said that we aren't having a wedding party ON PURPOSE, so he doesn't need to match, and frankly, that's going to look a little creepy. To which he said, "I want to look like I'm in the wedding party." I think at that point I was actually yelling "WE DON'T HAVE A WEDDING PARTY WE DON'T WANT PEOPLE TO MATCH!" And he said, "I'm wearing what I want anyway."

Part of my brain gets it, he wants to feel included, this is a big day for him too. And a black suit is so common as to be unremarkable. But this is where the absolute lack of perspective comes in, because I still want to whack him him the back of the head.

I know. It's stupid and petty and small and doesn't even qualify as a problem. Everything else is shitty, though, so if I can stress about my dad's need to be my husband's twin, then I won't lose it about every other thing going to complete shit.

At least my mother has the sense to not wear a blue dress.

Can you ask if your dad can wear something complementary but not the same so it will look cohesive to him?

Well, a black suit is a black suit. Seriously, I know they're commonplace and unremarkable, and if Dad had just showed up in a black suit in September without telling me he wanted to match Tim, I wouldn't have even noticed. In the big scheme of things, it shouldn't even be a blip on the radar. Hell, he could be trying to wear paint-stained overalls and a Hank Williams t-shirt, you know? And here I am bitching that he wants to wear a suit. A SUIT, to a WEDDING? The horror!

Yeah, I get that I'm being irrational. He's just picked a bad time to be overtly weird and get all up in my shit about it.

(For the record -- wearing a suit to your daughter's wedding: lovely. Wearing a suit to your daughter's wedding because you specifically want to match your future son-in-law and look like you're a part of a nonexistant wedding party: CREEPY AND WEIRD.)

Ahahaha. I called my brother to vent ("Yeah, Dad is kind of creepy"), and he suggested that I tell Dad that Tim is wearing a red crushed-velvet tuxedo.

I love my bro.

your brother beat me to it - but was oing to say powder blue tuxedo

Tim is wearing a red crushed-velvet tuxedo.

And a sombrero!

That's the look for the wedding party.

And full face makeup a la KISS. You can choose your own band member. You don't want the wedding party to look *exactly* the same, do you?

You don't want the wedding party to look *exactly* the same, do you?

I think if I want to go with a theme, but with variations, maybe luchadore masks is the way to go. It would go with Tim's sombrero.

Oh for god's sake. I just talked to my mom, and apparently we've hit the portion of wedding planning where it's all drama all the time.

I am not dealing with any of this. People can just have their drama.