A gift isn't the price of admission, or payment for a meal. Yeesh. A gift isn't even required (although it's rude as hell to not even acknowledge the nuptials via a card).
Don't even get me started on the close friends and family who didn't feel any need to acknowledge our wedding in any way (including a card or phone call) because we eloped.
Things I cannot say elsewhere: Dear 23 year old guy who's FB profile photo looks like a very stoned 13 year old: Sending me a message of "I'd like to fuck you" with a winky emoticon is not going to get a reply. However, Pete is considering posting on your FB page.
Ick.
A gift isn't the price of admission, or payment for a meal. Yeesh. A gift isn't even required (although it's rude as hell to not even acknowledge the nuptials via a card).
Don't even get me started on the close friends and family who didn't feel any need to acknowledge our wedding in any way (including a card or phone call) because we eloped.
The flip side, though, is how overwhelmed I was with love from people who weren't invited but sent cards or even gifts anyway. Some people are pretty swell.
The flip side, though, is how overwhelmed I was with love from people who weren't invited but sent cards or even gifts anyway. Some people are pretty swell.
We did have some unexpected and very generous gifts as well. Plus the lovely strangers who bough us champagne and dessert at the restaurant we had dinner at after we eloped.
Don't even get me started on the close friends and family who didn't feel any need to acknowledge our wedding in any way (including a card or phone call) because we eloped.
Did you send out an announcement? We did and that prompted a bunch of cards and stuff, which was really nice. Mostly not gifts, but well wishes.
I must admit, when I got invited to a wedding of a second cousin who I wouldn't know from Eve if I met her on the sidewalk, I didn't feel too bad about not sending a gift, much less going. She's from the super-religious branch of the family that seemed to remember ours when fundraising opportunities arose (my folks helped fund a fair bit of "mission" travel), but couldn't be bothered to come to Mom or Dad's funerals. So the invitation got an eye-roll and a polite refusal. If I actually gave a rats ass about any of them, though, the reception menu would not have made a difference in attendance or gift giving. I make my decisions based on years of simmering familial resentment, thank you, not food.
Just napped for two hours. I think I'm fighting off a sinus infection.
Hil, you poor thing. Feel better.
I had to go for a medical test today and I feel lousy. Probably from the handful of Antibiotics and the three Advil I had to down pre-test. I'm meeting TCG at the car rental place and got here ridiculously early. Somehow there was no traffic at 5 on a Friday, which is unheard of. Luckily I found a book hidden in my car.
