So, Wedding.
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bloodsong1Virginia is nice, except for the creepy forests glaring at me and the girl fountain statues wearing Ledger Joker expressions.
Army planning doesn't work for shit in the civilian world when your subordinates (minister, wedding party, parents) don't listen or keep your schedule. Also, don't expect guests to remember where they're going in a strange place. Make sure your venue knows where people are supposed to sleep. Total lack of customer service and Fail on the "Southern Hospitality". Do NOT tell a tired, cranky guest "I don't know anything about this event." and for gods sake apologize!
SLB and I STILL do not navigate the same way. I got to listen to a ten minute rant about how he didn't understand why I needed such trivial information as exit numbers, or in the case of this particular incident, how a junction is NOT the same thing as an exit.
The cabin was nice. It had a jacuzzi. I used it four times and thoroughly enjoyed it. It almost, but not quite, mostly make up for the NONSENSE.
The bride looked lovely. The maid of honor should NOT have worn a strapless dress. The groom looked dashing in his Army Class As. SLB looked very sexy in his dress clothes and vest. A jacket would have been nice so he could have given it to ME. It was chilly.
Avenger T-shirts for the Win. SLB is mostly appropriate as the Hulk.
Good food at the reception. Cupcakes for guests make more sense then a big honking cake. I will take that under advisement.
Most of the music was country or 00's pop. All the good music (ACDC, Queen, etc) were instrumental with violins and the like. It did not jive.
The photo booth was a good idea in general. I do not approve of stupid, silly pictures when I'm fighting for control. We did get a set of black and white pictures that were more elegant and appropriate.
I made it through the ceremony by the grace of Krishna, a nod from the White God (Jesus in this case) and a new friend.
I made it through the reception by keeping my back to the dance floor (they had me at the wedding party table, so that was easy), digging a plastic knife into my arm during the father/daughter dance and walking away. I spent most of the reception barefoot. I finally hit my limit about an hour before the end and asked to go back to the cabin and the jacuzzi. SLB decided it would be better to go walk in the woods. The dark, creepy woods.
Yeah.
We had an argument about that. I might, MIGHT have convinced him that loving someone and watching them walk away was NOT the same as losing a husband/wife to death or divorce. I also eventually convinced him that what is best for him is NOT what is best for me when I'm at my emotional limit. I went to the cabin, sat in the jacuzzi for a while and went to bed. He joined me a few hours later.
The drive home went well until we hit construction in PA.
All in all, I was the most stable at a wedding I've been. The med helped, the meditations and yoga ahead of time helped, the channeling helped and the leaving when I was DONE helped. So, overall, I'd say I accomplished my goal.
Now for October. Gods help me.
Army planning doesn't work for shit in the civilian world when your subordinates (minister, wedding party, parents) don't listen or keep your schedule. Also, don't expect guests to remember where they're going in a strange place. Make sure your venue knows where people are supposed to sleep. Total lack of customer service and Fail on the "Southern Hospitality". Do NOT tell a tired, cranky guest "I don't know anything about this event." and for gods sake apologize!
SLB and I STILL do not navigate the same way. I got to listen to a ten minute rant about how he didn't understand why I needed such trivial information as exit numbers, or in the case of this particular incident, how a junction is NOT the same thing as an exit.
The cabin was nice. It had a jacuzzi. I used it four times and thoroughly enjoyed it. It almost, but not quite, mostly make up for the NONSENSE.
The bride looked lovely. The maid of honor should NOT have worn a strapless dress. The groom looked dashing in his Army Class As. SLB looked very sexy in his dress clothes and vest. A jacket would have been nice so he could have given it to ME. It was chilly.
Avenger T-shirts for the Win. SLB is mostly appropriate as the Hulk.
Good food at the reception. Cupcakes for guests make more sense then a big honking cake. I will take that under advisement.
Most of the music was country or 00's pop. All the good music (ACDC, Queen, etc) were instrumental with violins and the like. It did not jive.
The photo booth was a good idea in general. I do not approve of stupid, silly pictures when I'm fighting for control. We did get a set of black and white pictures that were more elegant and appropriate.
I made it through the ceremony by the grace of Krishna, a nod from the White God (Jesus in this case) and a new friend.
I made it through the reception by keeping my back to the dance floor (they had me at the wedding party table, so that was easy), digging a plastic knife into my arm during the father/daughter dance and walking away. I spent most of the reception barefoot. I finally hit my limit about an hour before the end and asked to go back to the cabin and the jacuzzi. SLB decided it would be better to go walk in the woods. The dark, creepy woods.
Yeah.
We had an argument about that. I might, MIGHT have convinced him that loving someone and watching them walk away was NOT the same as losing a husband/wife to death or divorce. I also eventually convinced him that what is best for him is NOT what is best for me when I'm at my emotional limit. I went to the cabin, sat in the jacuzzi for a while and went to bed. He joined me a few hours later.
The drive home went well until we hit construction in PA.
All in all, I was the most stable at a wedding I've been. The med helped, the meditations and yoga ahead of time helped, the channeling helped and the leaving when I was DONE helped. So, overall, I'd say I accomplished my goal.
Now for October. Gods help me.
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Date: 2014-08-04 11:34 pm (UTC)You are so very much stronger than you know. Just the fact that you are able to admit to your damage puts you so far ahead of most people that they are in the dust.
You need to hang out with Mowgli. She is an expert on damage and survival, and I think you would benefit from time with her.
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Date: 2014-08-05 10:01 pm (UTC)I love Google Maps on my Android phone. If not for built-in GPS, I'd be lost in a ditch somewhere... since 2007.
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