Thursday, August 20, 2009
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Monday, June 29, 2009
Oh, for crying out loud!
Can we draw a line somewhere!
Actually, if he would come I would gladly foot the bill, BUT
He is sitting at my table!
I have a few things to discuss!
Friday, June 19, 2009
My daughters have inherited my wife's "I know what I want and how I want it" gene.
By the time of our wedding 31.5 years ago, I had created sixteen wooden candle sconces to hang on the church pews, complete with hurricane globes, (the sconces at the rental place were just not right), and a custom hand crafted kneeling bench since the ones we found available were "just not what she had in mind."
1) Removing the 93 "Flags of all nations" currently displayed 24' off of the sanctuary floor in the front of the church, (the day before the wedding).
2) Designing and building "boxes" that will cover the 93 flag mounts that will remain on the front wall of the church after the 93 "Flags of all nations" have been removed.
3) Successfully installing said boxes 24' off of the sanctuary floor after flags have been removed, (the day before the wedding).
4) Designing, fabrication and installing (the day before wedding) a new white drop curtain to conceal sanctuary light equipment 28" off of sanctuary floor.
5) Procuring and temporarily installling mini-blinds on glass door of room in church where the bride will be preparing, (a taped up pillow case wouldn't work?)
6) Removing and restoring all sanctuary modifications before church service the next day.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
A long time ago,
in a galaxy far, far away,
my bride and I opted to leave the wedding
in my current "get me through college" clunker
which just happened to be a 1967 Mustang Coupe!
(If I can find the actual photo from the wedding, I will substitute it, promise!)
So....I was pleased as punch when my friend's son "Alex" asked me to use my current 67 mustang as the getaway vehicle to deliver him and his new bride to their reception.
(p.s. "Engaged Daughter" is opting for the Limo)
Thursday, June 11, 2009
I have also noticed that is much more important for the ladies, especially "The Bride" than it is for the guys, Groom included.
No, I am not talking about going to the gym, watching the diet or long runs on the beach.
Monday, June 8, 2009
Friday, June 5, 2009
My currently engaged daughter has a reputation for being, shall we say "high maintenance."
There is never any doubt about "what it is she wants and how things are going to be," so my wife and I entered this wedding planning era of our life with some serious concerns.
Now, I am very proud to say that although our daughter knows exactly "what it is she wants and how things are going to be," she has also shown great frugality and creativity in obtaining her goals.
Engaged daughter knew she wanted these invitations, and knew the price was way out there, so she got hold of "Crafty, Artsy" sister and figured out how to produce these invitaions for a VERY small portion of the price. "Crafty, Artsy" sister got a local printer to print and cut out the multitude of pieces that comprise said invitation, and "engaged daughter" scheduled an "invitation construction weekend" including both sets of parents, siblings, boyfriend of sibling, neighbors, friends and I think a guy we picked up outside Home Depot!
On Saturday morning, I was approached gingerly and told that I would be needed to run a multitude of support errands instead of actually being involved in the cutting, taping, gluing, assembling rinse and repeat.
Anyway, after a complete weekend of all of the above operations; progress was made. (Yep, progress). These things are still a long ways from being done.
From what I can figure, these things are some kind of a pop-up origami full scale replica of the Eiffel tower with paper mache doves circling overhead, and somewhere in all of this is something called a "Belly Band." (I thought that was what the Shriners called their parade ensemble).
It goes without saying that I will be up all night tonight praying for a long list of errands for tomorrow morning.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
I am referring to the calling of "Dibs" for everything from a window seat, to the last piece of pizza.
With the attainment of an "appropriate age of matrimony", the girls have all started to call dibs on everything from flower type to church, reception site, wedding colors, etc. ad nauseum!
My currently engaged daughter and fiance have graciously informed me that since I am spending a king's ransom on this "small intimate ceremony and gathering of friends," that I may choose to wear either a tuxedo or a suit.
That was subsequently modified to:
Now I am not exactly a fashion guru, but I do own every solid color Izod short sleeve polo shirt sold!
That said, I found my tuxedo, or at least a picture of the look I am striving for!
(Hey, it looked great on Alan Arkin and Peter Falk!)
Now, back to the
"Giving of the Dibs."
When I presented my selection to my engaged daughter, she replied, "Dad, I think that is what my sister has always dreamed of. I wouldn't want to take that from her."
It's a Miracle, The Giving of the Dibs!
Sounds like "I" have decided to wear a black tux after all.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
That said, let us start with the basics.
"Meeting the Dad"
If I could pass on THEE most important thing you can advise your groom (potential groom, virtual groom, etc) to do when first meeting the "Dad"; it would be to:
You would think this stuff would be taught in boy's 5th grade gym class, but I can't tell you how terrible it is to have your daughter introduce you to (insert rodent's name here) and have the ingrate look as his shoes, stuff his hands in his pockets and turn away!
Its easy, its simple, and it keeps the dad from glancing around the room looking for an available baseball bat!
(deep breath, check pulse, regulate blood pressure...)
I know it is archaic, ancient, demeaning, sexist, etc, etc, etc.
BUT IT IS SO IMPORTANT TO THE DAD!
The Dad knows he doesn't have to be asked.
The Dad knows he doesn't have a choice,
(Face it, he probably is or was married at some time in his life. Nuff said)
The Dad knows that once this "wedding" ball gets rolling, nobody is going to ask him anything else.
I have to admit that I lectured for at least 90 minutes, but...I knew it was my last shot for a long time.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
In an earlier post, I attempted to terrify my daughter and wife by pretending to post photos of the first fitting of her wedding dress. By the way, it worked!
This past weekend my wife presented me with a photograph she had dug out of the family archives. This is the lovely bride to be, with her cousin Emily at "The First Fitting."
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
However, I am confused about this whole "Tuxedo Shoes" thing.
I have been hearing wife and daughter chatter about a lot of wedding issues, but I was concerned when I think I heard my wife reassuring my daughter that she need not be concerned about my new "wedding shoes" purchase; that I would be wearing "proper" tuxedo shoes at her wedding!
Now I realize that this wedding is about a whole lot of things, and that I am "not" included in that list, but what is the deal with these shoes!
These things look like plastic 1970's marching band shoes!
I remember wearing these things at my wedding in 1978, but I was too young and stupid to wonder why I was wearing shoes that probably were at a high school prom the weekend before!
To paraphrase a popular 60's saying:
"Keep On Blogging"
Friday, May 22, 2009
The first fitting actually happened about two weeks ago and I was there, but yesterday I had her Mom's camera and saw the photos for the first time.
Sorry honey, but I just can't wait to share them!
(INSERT HYSTERICAL MANIACAL LAUGHTER HERE !)
Thursday, May 21, 2009
The truth is, I am actually an old softy pushover, and I am really only cheap when it comes to spending money for and on myself.
This is an interesting time, because I am now dealing with the first formal wedding of a daughter. (I will further explain my use of the word "formal" at some other time.)
As the preparations and spending, are gearing up and gaining speed, the illusion of my "cheapness" is starting to wear away!
How can I continue to protect this image that I have spent so many decades perfecting?
I can ponder this, because all ot the actual "wedding ponderings" seem to be off limits to me!