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Today's post is brought to you by drunk!

Well, not exactly drunk, but certainly tipsy: which is surprising, since I've only had 2 (well, one and a half at this point) glasses of Tempranillo, and it usually takes a lot more than that to take me down. (I wasn't kidding when I said my favorite drink was red wine; YUM!)

First things first: I BE JAMMIN'! Behold! Raspberry and mixed berry jam:



Yesterday my mother and I went to pick apples and raspberries, and today I turned the raspberries into jam. I also bought strawberries and some frozen berries to make into mixed berry jam. Someday soon, the apples will be made into applesauce. (Although my mother has been stricken ill today, so it may have to be done without her help. Which reminds me...I should go check on her soon.)



I also finished the invitations for the wedding shower for my brother's fiance and got them in the mail today. Behold:



My mother addressed the envelopes, and when we were putting the invitations in them, I came across one addressed to a "Randi Soandso". I asked my mother who that was, and she confirmed that she's the girl I'm thinking of. She is the cousin of one of my brother's friends who he occasionally hangs out with when he's in town. She is also A GIRL MY BROTHER HAD SEX WITH several years ago before he met his future wife. Erin (my future sister-in-law) must have given the name to my mother so either A. she has no idea this girl and my brother did it or B. she's cool with it. Wonder which one it is? Hmm...

My mother asked me, "Why are you smiling?" after we talked about this girl. THANK GOD I was able to keep my mouth shut and didn't tell her! (I'm really bad at this; I always blab when I shouldn't out of a mistaken belief that people can handle the truth. As Jack Nicholson will confirm, THEY CAN'T!)

Also invited to the wedding (and the shower) is Dave (the cousin of this Randi) and his ex-wife Melissa. Melissa and Erin became friends when she and Dave were still married, and I guess are still friends now, which is why she's invited to the shower. I asked my mother if it was really wise to have both Melissa and Dave at the wedding, considering they fought like cats in a sack even when they were supposedly getting along, but my mom said that Todd and Erin were sure they could behave themselves.

I am not convinced. Stay tuned for drama!

I was going to resume the book meme, but this is enough drunken babbling for now.

Later, my loves! xx

Comments

[sabriel75.livejournal.com]

Yeah... well it's always my family that starts the drama. My sister showed up in leather skintight pants and a slinky tie around the neck silk tank top. She looked like she stepped off the streets of Miami. NGL, I was appalled but kept my mouth shut. My parents did not. She refused to be in any of the family photos, and I have no pictures of myself with my sisters of which there are 3 younger than me for a grand total of four and she left the wedding half way through to go on a date. My cousin slept with a groomsman who phoned us the next day to say she left him without waking him up. And oh... I could go on. Seriously, there should be a course for how to handle the drama that comes with getting married. :D

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My family has assorted drama of all sorts, from drinking to catty arguing to wild accusations of favoritism. Then there's the drug use, the theft, the aunt whose husband now refuses to attend any family events, and the uncle who married a Korean woman who everybody hates. Last Christmas my 90 year old grandmother got drunk on Bailey's (by 7:00 pm) and got into a shouting match with my aunt's husband over feeding the dog.

Not to mention the drama that my mother manufactures when she gets bored.

But we all love each other, for the most part. ;)

I CANNOT believe your sister left your wedding to go on a date! To be honest, I am glad to only have one sibling: I couldn't handle any more! And I'm glad you're able to look back on the drama and laugh. It's all you can do, really.

[sabriel75.livejournal.com]

Looking like a first rate hooker too!

Seriously, she didn't need to throw herself at the guy, did she? Although, some of the family asked her why she just didn't bring him to the wedding. Of course, that was a duh. Not even I would put the lovely, smart men I have dated in the past through such torment.

But yeah, I do laugh at the stories I can pull out, even though my youngest sister actually took the most offense on my behalf and still brings it up. Her husband is a wedding photographer and I think the rub is that she's in hardly of my wedding photos and that's their livlihood.

Your stories are making me giggle out loud too. Just the my 90-year-old grandmother got drunk on Bailey's did it for me. By the time I read the shouting match over feeding the dog, I was laughing loud enough to be heard downstairs. :D