Miscellany
So much for my newly rekindled desire to write. Blame the hiatus on Omaha and midterm. Five days away for the wedding, and nonstop printer and copier problems the rest of the time.
****
In Iowa there are apparently two kinds of rest stops: "modern" and parking only. There are many signs along I-80 announcing the number of miles to the next modern rest area. This is apparently synonymous with "sanitary," which was mentioned on another sign.
****
I'm going to be a cousin. My new aunt is pregnant. I always wanted cousins on that side of the family; too bad I had to wait for my aunt to grow up first. Now I'm kind of out of the mood.
****
On a related note, my uber-Catholic cousin on the other side of the family, whose baby's first birthday we just attended a few weeks ago, is also pregnant. It must be killing my mom.
****
The officiant at my brother-in-law's wedding was supposed to be a Baptist minister from Elgin who he'd become close to while at NIU. This person is now living in Little Rock but was coming to Omaha for the wedding. He had declined a plane ticket months ago, but decided the Sunday before the wedding, after the ticket price had tripled, that he wanted one after all. They ended up being married by a Presbyterian lesbian. I don't think my father-in-law knows that, but it makes me happy nonetheless.
****
The wedding was held in an alcove in a train station-turned-museum. I did the readings during the ceremony. There was no podium. There was also no microphone. The readings were on a crumpled sheet I'd printed out and stuffed in my pocket for the rehearsal. I ended up going to Target that morning and buying a leatherbound book to hide them in. I felt very ministerial with it.
****
I drank four glasses of wine at the reception and made my father-in-law dance with me. I was also listed in the wedding program under my legal name. I believe I've officially cemented my black sheep status. Debbie is new to the family; I figure I might as well make her look good.
****
M. Defarge is away this weekend at a conference. Apparently I'm neglecting the dog. Or maybe he's punishing himself. Regardless, he just put himself in the closet.
****
In Iowa there are apparently two kinds of rest stops: "modern" and parking only. There are many signs along I-80 announcing the number of miles to the next modern rest area. This is apparently synonymous with "sanitary," which was mentioned on another sign.
****
I'm going to be a cousin. My new aunt is pregnant. I always wanted cousins on that side of the family; too bad I had to wait for my aunt to grow up first. Now I'm kind of out of the mood.
****
On a related note, my uber-Catholic cousin on the other side of the family, whose baby's first birthday we just attended a few weeks ago, is also pregnant. It must be killing my mom.
****
The officiant at my brother-in-law's wedding was supposed to be a Baptist minister from Elgin who he'd become close to while at NIU. This person is now living in Little Rock but was coming to Omaha for the wedding. He had declined a plane ticket months ago, but decided the Sunday before the wedding, after the ticket price had tripled, that he wanted one after all. They ended up being married by a Presbyterian lesbian. I don't think my father-in-law knows that, but it makes me happy nonetheless.
****
The wedding was held in an alcove in a train station-turned-museum. I did the readings during the ceremony. There was no podium. There was also no microphone. The readings were on a crumpled sheet I'd printed out and stuffed in my pocket for the rehearsal. I ended up going to Target that morning and buying a leatherbound book to hide them in. I felt very ministerial with it.
****
I drank four glasses of wine at the reception and made my father-in-law dance with me. I was also listed in the wedding program under my legal name. I believe I've officially cemented my black sheep status. Debbie is new to the family; I figure I might as well make her look good.
****
M. Defarge is away this weekend at a conference. Apparently I'm neglecting the dog. Or maybe he's punishing himself. Regardless, he just put himself in the closet.
posted by Madame Defarge at 4:53 PM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home